The 21st of this month would have been my and Charlie’s fortieth wedding anniversary. So I’ve been sadder than usual. Then the marvelous Dani Greer shared this article from Psychology Today called “6 Tips for Getting Work Done While Feeling Sad and Hopeless”, by Eric R. Maisel Ph.D.
This was my biggest takeaway:
No matter how the world turns, our marching orders remain exactly the same: to do the next right thing.
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A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Write about sadness. Not clinical depression, sadness.
MA
joey
August 26, 2021 at 9:21pmThat is a marvelous quote. I can offer no comfort but please know I’m so sorry you have the sadness
((((BIG HUGS))))
Marian Allen
August 27, 2021 at 9:19amThank you, sweetheart. I ‘preciate it. <3
circadianreflections
August 19, 2021 at 9:41am🥰
Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt
August 18, 2021 at 3:41pmAt a time when many marriages don’t make it five years, you and Charlie did the almost impossible: til death did you part.
Be sad – but it is also incurably romantic, and you so enjoyed each other’s company, cats and all. Hugs.
Marian Allen
August 19, 2021 at 10:04amAll true. All true. We loved being quarantined together. <3
RAAckerman@Cerebrations.biz
August 18, 2021 at 12:24pmSorry that you can’t celebrate the 40th to the ultimate. It’s the day before my daughter’s birthday (more than those years….)
Keep on doing the right thing.
Dan Antion
August 18, 2021 at 7:43amI miss the stories that featured Charlie, especially the ones with the cats. Moving on is hard. I’ll send some good thoughts your way.
Marian Allen
August 18, 2021 at 10:43amI miss those, too. Yesterday, I was stretched on the couch, reading, as he used to do, and Chickie (for the first time) got up next to me and bit my elbow. I could almost hear Charlie growling, “You pup!” He always called Tipper a dog and Chickie a pup. Why? I do not know, but all grown animals were fussed at as “dogs” and little animals were fussed at as “pups”.