a single rose
rests on her gravestone
thorn in my heart
No more roses will be bought for her birthday …It was always roses that stirred her memory…her sense of smell awakened by the fragrance every time. But in a few days Mother’s ashes will finally be laid to rest next to her husband…the true love of her life.,, looking forward to this reunion.
rose by his side
no thorns can keep them apart
together at last
© Tournesol ’15
Tournesol dans un Jardin 
Oh – how sad and heartfelt. I hope you find solace in your grief.
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I’m doing fine,Suzanne, thank you. The final stage I kept putting off is due.
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Grieving takes its own time. When my husband died it was two years before the fog began to clear.
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Oh bless you, Suzanne, I cannot imagine losing a life Partner.
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It happened many years ago but it had a long lasting effect on my life.
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I can only imagine. My mother mourning her 2nd husband for so many years…he was the true love of her life.
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Reading this reminded me that I used Bach Flower Remedies a lot when I was first widowed. They really helped me clear a lot of the more intense emotions. Do you have them in Montreal?
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I must check that out…there is a natural food store across the street but a herbal place near my work.
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It is a very gentle way of healing. Over here we also have the Australian Bush flower remedies which are made up into combinations. I could get them in Ireland so you may be able to get them. Transition Essence might be good for you but let your intuition guide you.
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I have used this before…I just checked the Healing Harmony in B.C….but to be honest I get drops to my cat who suffered OCD …he is resting calmly now in feline heaven.
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🙂
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Know you are still missing her.
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I do especially when I’m alone evenings…those were times we talked on the phone when she was well.
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I was just looking for an old post on my blog when I came across the only one I have ever written about about my husband’s death. I’d forgotten I wrote it but reading it now I feel it was pretty honest. It might resonate with you. Here’s the link if you want to read it – http://artifactsandfictions.com/2014/04/06/loves-journey/
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Thanks so much, Suzanne, for sharing….I’ll read this this afternoon.
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Deeply moving. 🙂 I think I love this new look. 🙂 So bright!
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Thanks so much! I changed about 3 different themes…I get into my moods to change my look, like hairstyles 😉
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Well written. I feel the thorn in my heart.
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heart-wrenching
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The cycle life…thanks for your reading.
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Sweet and touching.
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Thank you so much for your kind words.
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[this thornless rose]
its perfume brings memories
to mother and child –
walks down the gravel pathway
under the warm summer skies
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Ah, how did you know the skies were warm? I placed 9 roses finally
Scents of roses
whisper her name, while
willows weep
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Well … ’tis the season to swelter …
nine roses express
a life filled with love
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I had originally purchased 8 roses…and the 9th was an addition …so if you look at the original 8 turned sideways = infinity…her infinite love now and forever:)
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Cool …
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