why is it that today while working in my journal for this weeks Walking in this World..
cutting and pasting into my journal,
that I get an overwhelming sense of loss and grief over Daisy... will I always grieve for her? it came from no-where.. she popped into my mind and my heart began to ache...I felt lost.
then later tonight, while watching River Cottage - [Hugh was cooking for some friends] & the word 'tea' was mentioned.. and it tugged at my heart as that is what my Pa called dinner...
these little feelings of loss have me perplexed.. why all of a sudden do these kind of things pop into ones mind?