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The love of my life hasn't died. Nonetheless it seems almost every month a friend or relative is falling sick or falling off the perch. One day it will be me. I'm sure every other person on ASF goes through the same trauma.
This is a very thoughtful "Ask Phillipa" question. Powerful story. Beautiful response. The comments from people who have also lost their loved ones are also thought provoking.
Philippa Perry
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The question My man died of cancer five years ago. He was 61. We had children and grandchildren. He had been “the man of my life” for the last 35 years. We were in love. Each day, each night, we told each other how we were feeling good together. Our life was just as we wished it could be. We had a small country house where he was living full-time since he retired and, as I was still working, I came back home from my work every Friday night for the weekend. We were like two lovebirds meeting again.
You can imagine how painful it was to lose him. Each day during the years after his death, everything made me think of him: music, snow, sun, rain, food, films… It was very hard to sell our house. But I had to do it and I did. I am having to rebuild my life brick by brick, but it feels as if joy will never come back.
I never met a man who would be able to take his place. It is too hard to throw away pictures of him or letters he wrote me, I am holding on to some of his clothes still. I know I must let go, but I feel as if I would be betraying him if I did. Because of this, I feel that my life (particularly my love life) is in limbo. I’m not really living. How can I let him go? How can I be free again? How can I live again?
This is a very thoughtful "Ask Phillipa" question. Powerful story. Beautiful response. The comments from people who have also lost their loved ones are also thought provoking.
The love of my life has died. How can I ever be free to live again?
It’s possible to honour the memory of your lost love, while also finding happiness elsewherePhilippa Perry
Sun 25 Jun 2023 15.01 AESTLast modified on Sun 25 Jun 2023 18.27 AEST
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The question My man died of cancer five years ago. He was 61. We had children and grandchildren. He had been “the man of my life” for the last 35 years. We were in love. Each day, each night, we told each other how we were feeling good together. Our life was just as we wished it could be. We had a small country house where he was living full-time since he retired and, as I was still working, I came back home from my work every Friday night for the weekend. We were like two lovebirds meeting again.
You can imagine how painful it was to lose him. Each day during the years after his death, everything made me think of him: music, snow, sun, rain, food, films… It was very hard to sell our house. But I had to do it and I did. I am having to rebuild my life brick by brick, but it feels as if joy will never come back.
I never met a man who would be able to take his place. It is too hard to throw away pictures of him or letters he wrote me, I am holding on to some of his clothes still. I know I must let go, but I feel as if I would be betraying him if I did. Because of this, I feel that my life (particularly my love life) is in limbo. I’m not really living. How can I let him go? How can I be free again? How can I live again?
The love of my life has died. How can I ever be free to live again? | Ask Philippa
It’s possible to honour the memory of your lost love, while also finding happiness elsewhere