The nature of bereavement sometimes takes me by surprise....even after so long and so many people lost .
..The Christmas before my husband died we had both had flu....I recovered fairly quickly but he didn't and we were unable to go to the local panto with our friends so they came to us.
They brought a video with them and although David pulled a face at it because he was really too unwell to concentrate on anything we put it on to watch. It was Babe and was perfectly pitched for easy watching. It was a great success and made the day in many ways. David absolutely loved it.
One of the things that we liked was the song...".If I had words I'd make a day for you." ....it was to the tune of a wonderful piece of music that we were unable to name but we knew we liked it!
The day after the visit David took to his bed again. We had no idea how ill he was. I looked after him and every day made up new words to sing the wonderful tune to him......it became a great pleasure I think for us both as the words got dafter and dafter!
He died a few months later and then I searched for the music. It was the great organ symphony by Saint-Saens which I bought and played almost to death.
Now, almost 16 years later I've just heard it on the radio by accident. It reduced me to tears....
Loss lasts and one loss merges with another. . Even though it becomes bearable it can still catch you when you least expect it.