One Day at a Time Songs

since Tuesday i have been in a diff place every day....i have gone to places i used enjoy going with my hubby...and this time i feel a sense of peace and calm not upset or crying

today my youngest reminded me of the rose garden where her dad and i used to go for walks...it was recommended by Karl who used to post here and since then we used to go few times each summer...pick up some food and picnic or just walk amidst the beautiful flowers....

 

Just heard this song on the TV and i had a vivid flash back to May 24, 2014...a mere 2 mths before my hubby passed.... remembering our dance at Empire banquet hall.....(and at another dance when Bhim Singh strummed it on guitar)i believe we danced almost all the songs while we were there....makes me wonder........

 

some days are easy....with fleeting moments of pain, loss and heartache

some days are filled with loneliness, missing his every move, his breath, his scent, his caring and kind ways

some days are harder than others to live without him...to carry on

Two years today...i have been awake since 3:20 this morn

I read his emails, his last text to me and even some of his last emails to others....

I played his selected english songs on 6 CDs while in garden....including from our first dance ever

I know for sure Those  who love us never leave us ...they are always with us and in our dreams...our daily life

Time for you to realistically stop this. The man is dead. No use for you to commit mental Sati. Take a walk, celebrate what was anticipate what will be. You in your 50's have decades more to live....longer than you have known this man perhaps. He may have been your meant to be but only when he was. He is gone, finito! This virtual chapel of mourning should close. You can be mad at me all you want but this has now become a virtual grave site and a public display of your inability to let go.

And yes I know loss. My first love died in my arms telling me she did not want to die and she was sorry she took her life and killed our child....she drank poison. She was only sixteen.  Some 40 years later I still see her smile and smell her breath and if I close my eyes I can still taste her lips. But doing that is a kind of illness.

Clinging to her memory   meant three years of therapy and a decade of hard uncaring living hurting others  and wasting life. That is what happens when you contemplate the dead. It is a wasting disease that you must cure by acknowledging you still live.

Stormborn posted:

Time for you to realistically stop this. The man is dead. No use for you to commit mental Sati. Take a walk, celebrate what was anticipate what will be. You in your 50's have decades more to live....longer than you have known this man perhaps. He may have been your meant to be but only when he was. He is gone, finito! This virtual chapel of mourning should close. You can be mad at me all you want but this has now become a virtual grave site and a public display of your inability to let go.

And yes I know loss. My first love died in my arms telling me she did not want to die and she was sorry she took her life and killed our child....she drank poison. She was only sixteen.  Some 40 years later I still see her smile and smell her breath and if I close my eyes I can still taste her lips. But doing that is a kind of illness.

Clinging to her memory   meant three years of therapy and a decade of hard uncaring living hurting others  and wasting life. That is what happens when you contemplate the dead. It is a wasting disease that you must cure by acknowledging you still live.

Thank you for taking the time to write your opinion...you are definitely entitled to that on gni

Chameli posted:
Stormborn posted:

Time for you to realistically stop this. The man is dead. No use for you to commit mental Sati. Take a walk, celebrate what was anticipate what will be. You in your 50's have decades more to live....longer than you have known this man perhaps. He may have been your meant to be but only when he was. He is gone, finito! This virtual chapel of mourning should close. You can be mad at me all you want but this has now become a virtual grave site and a public display of your inability to let go.

And yes I know loss. My first love died in my arms telling me she did not want to die and she was sorry she took her life and killed our child....she drank poison. She was only sixteen.  Some 40 years later I still see her smile and smell her breath and if I close my eyes I can still taste her lips. But doing that is a kind of illness.

Clinging to her memory   meant three years of therapy and a decade of hard uncaring living hurting others  and wasting life. That is what happens when you contemplate the dead. It is a wasting disease that you must cure by acknowledging you still live.

Thank you for taking the time to write your opinion...you are definitely entitled to that on gni

It is also healthy advice.

Chameli posted:
Chameli posted:

I live my life the way i see fit...i do not need anyone to tell me how to grieve, live or breathe...everyone is their own person to live how they want 

LIVE AND LET LIVE!

 

 

I do not doubt you will do as you see fit. I knew many junkies who rode the white horse to the end of the line. I bet Amy thought she knew best. She did not have seventy days to lose. Well we know. You do have every right to dance in the moonlight in your virtual grave yard all you want. I just say you are living your least favorite life.

Stormborn posted:
Chameli posted:
Chameli posted:

I live my life the way i see fit...i do not need anyone to tell me how to grieve, live or breathe...everyone is their own person to live how they want 

LIVE AND LET LIVE!

 

 

I do not doubt you will do as you see fit. I knew many junkies who rode the white horse to the end of the line. I bet Amy thought she knew best. She did not have seventy days to lose. Well we know. You do have every right to dance in the moonlight in your virtual grave yard all you want. I just say you are living your least favorite life.

Oi man, the woman obviously loved the man enuf and doan need no other at the moment anyway,only she would know when the time is right to finally let go.

I had a neighbour who wore nothing but black since the death of her husband and that was just over twenty years, last time I last saw her. That's some serious grieving going on there.

cain posted:
Stormborn posted:
Chameli posted:
Chameli posted:

I live my life the way i see fit...i do not need anyone to tell me how to grieve, live or breathe...everyone is their own person to live how they want 

LIVE AND LET LIVE!

 

 

I do not doubt you will do as you see fit. I knew many junkies who rode the white horse to the end of the line. I bet Amy thought she knew best. She did not have seventy days to lose. Well we know. You do have every right to dance in the moonlight in your virtual grave yard all you want. I just say you are living your least favorite life.

Oi man, the woman obviously loved the man enuf and doan need no other at the moment anyway,only she would know when the time is right to finally let go.

I had a neighbour who wore nothing but black since the death of her husband and that was just over twenty years, last time I last saw her. That's some serious grieving going on there.

CAINSTAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH

hope i never let go....even IF/When i find someone else who could love me the way he did

cain, wearing black is not grieving...it's tradition from most Europeans

i wore white for one yr (started out as white for a mth, then until his ashes were in GY and then it kept going)...and mostly white for the 2nd yr...i finally wore grey and blue this last wk....i have so much white clothes now caz my friends all gifted me white shawls, tops etc

cain posted:
Stormborn posted:
Chameli posted:
Chameli posted:

I live my life the way i see fit...i do not need anyone to tell me how to grieve, live or breathe...everyone is their own person to live how they want 

LIVE AND LET LIVE!

 

 

I do not doubt you will do as you see fit. I knew many junkies who rode the white horse to the end of the line. I bet Amy thought she knew best. She did not have seventy days to lose. Well we know. You do have every right to dance in the moonlight in your virtual grave yard all you want. I just say you are living your least favorite life.

Oi man, the woman obviously loved the man enuf and doan need no other at the moment anyway,only she would know when the time is right to finally let go.

I had a neighbour who wore nothing but black since the death of her husband and that was just over twenty years, last time I last saw her. That's some serious grieving going on there.

one has a responsibility to identify, tag and speak to any social pathology one finds in one's environment. 20 years of lamenting the dead is neurosis...

Amral, how are you my lil Bro

 

Movie: Kal Ho Naa Ho
Singer: Sonu Nigam
Music: Shankar Ehsaan Loy
Lyrics: Javed Akhtar

Har Ghadi Badal Raha Hai Roop Zindagi
Every moment life is changing


Chaav Hai Kabhi Hai Dhoop Zindagi
Sometime there's shade, at times sun

Har Pal Yahan Jee Bhar Jiyo
Live every moment to the fullest

Jo Hai Sama
This very moment

Kal Ho Na Ho
May not be there tomorrow



Chaahe Jo Tumhe Poore Dil Se
The one who Loves you whole-heartedly

Milta Hai Woh Mushkil Se
Is very difficult to come by

Aisa Jo Koi Kahin Hai
If there is someone like that somewhere

Bas Vahi Sabse Hasin Hai
She is the most beautiful

Uss Haath Ko Tum Thaam Lo
You may hold her hand

Woh Meherbaan Kal Ho Na Ho
She may not be there tomorrow



Palko Ke Leke Saaye
To the shadow of your eyes

Paas Koi Jo Aaye
When someone comes

Lakh Sambhalo Paagal Dil Ko
Get hold of your crazy heart

Dil Dhadke Hi Jaaye
It'll keep on beating

Par Sochlo Iss Pal Hai Jo
Remember that, this moment,

Woh Dastan Kal Ho Na Ho
This story, may not be there tomorrow

Stormborn posted:
[] I just say you are living your least favorite life.

Stormborn,(dunno how i missed that in blue) not sure how u know what my fav or least fav life is...what i do know is i am happy to be living my life the way my my husband and i discussed it to be lived and i love it just the way it is....i fulfilled all the promises i made in 30 yrs and those i made on the day he married me...this is my favourite life.

Cham I am sure Storm wants only wants what he thinks best for you  he probably wants you to carry on with your life, enjoy all it has to offer. I have met you on on more than a few occasions and have found you to be a strong woman who is very family oriented and I am know you and the children support each other. It is good to be a tight nit family.

cain posted:

Cham I am sure Storm wants only wants what he thinks best for you  he probably wants you to carry on with your life, enjoy all it has to offer. I have met you on on more than a few occasions and have found you to be a strong woman who is very family oriented and I am know you and the children support each other. It is good to be a tight nit family.

well then cainstah, if u think that's what Storm wants then it's all nice and thing but this woman has NEVER had anyone(apart from those who made me) look out for me except for the husband...i dont like ANYONE telling me how to live my life or what to do...if i don't ask, don't give advise...and i get angry when someone tells me..."I don't think you should ..."

but u may be right cainstah....

alright, it's all good

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