tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105881779184013417.post5885954321039984776..comments2022-04-02T23:43:16.026+01:00Comments on Star Steeds and Other Dreams: IF ONLY...Dr Karl Shukerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06222845702628862829noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105881779184013417.post-29462836487174791822015-05-06T22:53:18.601+01:002015-05-06T22:53:18.601+01:00I think of Mom all the time, the sadness never end...I think of Mom all the time, the sadness never ends. Nor does the shock that she's gone.Dr Karl Shukerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06222845702628862829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105881779184013417.post-78083776965839763692015-04-13T15:23:16.569+01:002015-04-13T15:23:16.569+01:00My mother died many years ago, but your words brin...My mother died many years ago, but your words bring back that time. I found mourning hit me at unexpected times, in surges and even in dreams. After one particularly vivid dream, the "hot" mourning was done. I guess I got used to her being gone.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com