There were a few days after the funeral that I was constantly looking at pictures. I saw pictures of Doug in his college days. I looked through pictures of Doug with his family. I put a screen saver up with pictures of Doug during our life together. Suddenly I can't do it any more. For some reason I don't really understand looking at all these pictures has become too painful.
I feel a little guilty about not wanting to see pictures of my dead loved one. I wonder if it is a part of the grieving process to want to separate myself from all of these images. Or is it more of me wrapping my denial blanket tighter around me? I should probably ask someone, but then I get just as tired talking about my grief as I do looking at pictures.
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