tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6963161533199976476.post4296597683903552800..comments2024-03-18T17:30:17.659-04:00Comments on Rants of the Newly Old: #AtoZChallenge: G Is for GriefRed Emmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09299303107846517662noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6963161533199976476.post-18964483344546303062017-06-20T23:18:15.991-04:002017-06-20T23:18:15.991-04:00Moment to moment feels okay, but whenever I want t...Moment to moment feels okay, but whenever I want to tell Jack something, I become unmoored.Red Emmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09299303107846517662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6963161533199976476.post-57999086286951926132017-06-20T17:54:37.227-04:002017-06-20T17:54:37.227-04:00it's the unmoored that gets me the most.it's the unmoored that gets me the most.Mary Ann Reillyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14349201167828984708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6963161533199976476.post-42253466002488187142017-04-22T22:11:55.567-04:002017-04-22T22:11:55.567-04:00I understand the context of this poem now, after r...I understand the context of this poem now, after reading the H post.<br /><br />I really don't know what to say. I just hope you learn to cope with the loss sooner than later. Take some time off for mourning and closure. <br /><br />Maybe you should go stay with your kids for a couple of weeks. Or with friends.CRDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14040468252329133910noreply@blogger.com