Journal entry by Joanne Negstad — May 11, 2018
This quote of Edna St. Vincent Millay, found in the book Winter Grief, Summer Grace, which Sue W., gave me, speaks volumes to me. Rattling around the condo alone has begun to seem something like normal. Tonight I was at my son's house for dinner and to put my granddaughters to bed while their parents went out. It's a routine that Joanne and I tried to do weekly.
The 'absence' was particularly present. The empty chair at the table, the little rolling stool she would sit on to reach the games on the floor, the rocking chair she'd use to read books as Sella fell asleep, all screamed "ABSENCE". We all felt it. Yes, indeed "The presence of that absence is everywhere!"
The 'absence' was particularly present. The empty chair at the table, the little rolling stool she would sit on to reach the games on the floor, the rocking chair she'd use to read books as Sella fell asleep, all screamed "ABSENCE". We all felt it. Yes, indeed "The presence of that absence is everywhere!"
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