I hear you. Never seems to get any easier does it? That's a very profound quote.The Infinite Abyss by Peter Payack
Once mom died
I felt the weight and immensity
of never and forever.
~~from Asimov’s Science Fiction Magazine, Jan./Feb. 2017 issue
This describes how I feel about all my dead and gone loved ones and friends at this time of year.
I'm so sorry. I have felt the same for many years in December. Lost my sister 36 years ago when she was 21. Miss my parents too and my significant others who have passed on as well. I try to think of better times and memories of them all. But I still cry too because I miss them so. If you were here I would give you a big hug and some good wine.Loss of my husband and his Mom within 8 days of each other. Funeral for husband, then the next Sunday his Mom. Too much to bear in the month of December. Holidays mean nothing anymore. I cry thru most of the month. I thought it would get better someday but it does not!!
Perfectly said, thank you.It is just the way of things as we get older. When those who have meant so much to us leave, It is really difficult to fill that void. I talk to them still, and try to feel the joy of having known them.
Hugs to you. Time helps a little but the missing and hurting continue . This is my hardest time of year and Imagine it's that way with many. You are not alone.That is the hard thing, sometimes I wish I could remove it all from mind. We suffer so much with the memories, there is no way to fix it. They have truly gone and we are left with such a huge hole in our hearts and soul.
Some are able to recover, to move on. There are days when I think I am strange, why can't I get over it. Why do I cut myself off from the world? I just can't pretend that I am happy, that there is nothing wrong when everything seems wrong. Just typeing these few words is hard. To admit, for all the world to see that I am broken, beyond repair. Who wants to say that? I don't but somehow it is a relief just to put out there. Will I get better? I don't think so but at least I have said it, I am not hiding a secret, I told all of you. Maybe this is the first step.

I have been reflecting about the people and pets that I have lost in recent years. The sense of loss seems to merge with the good memories that I hold in my heart. Even as I sit here, I feel the loss of my 22-year-old cat who would normally be curled up in my lap purring away. Occasionally, my imagination causes me to think that I hear her or see her out of the corner of my eye.This thread is for expressing your sense of loss, rejection, separation, love for/from those you love especially around these end of year holidays. Go on let it out. I will listen and so will others.
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Yes, that sounds very difficult to go through. I'm sorry for your loss.For our family, the months between Sept 1980 and March 1981 were particularly hard. In September, my uncle (dad's brother) was murdered by someone who broke into his home. Guy caught and jailed. In early December, my Mom died. End of December an aunt died. In early 1981 two of my dad's cousins died.
The holidays don't seem the same anymore after all the losses, I know. Somehow we go on with just the memories.My husband had become close with two of his sisters the last few years while taking care of their mother. They sold her house and settled her in a nursing home. She passed away in January of this year.
His oldest sister was losing weight and becoming ill. She was diagnosed with late stage uterine cancer that spread. She passed after a seemingly short time in March.
Its been really hard on us both but especially him through the holidays.
Thanks for starting this thread.
I'm sorry for all your losses. Sometimes it can feel overwhelming, the sadness. Take good care of yourself.I have been reflecting about the people and pets that I have lost in recent years. The sense of loss seems to merge with the good memories that I hold in my heart. Even as I sit here, I feel the loss of my 22-year-old cat who would normally be curled up in my lap purring away. Occasionally, my imagination causes me to think that I hear her or see her out of the corner of my eye.
I miss Jim, my departed younger brother with whom I would typically have a long "catch up" conversation at this time of year. He had a heart of gold, a great sense of humor, and was brilliant. At 71 he was way too young for us to have lost him.
I lost several members of my breakfast group in the last couple of years and our weekly get-togethers were never the same. Good companionship is hard to come by these days, especially in the age of COVID and the simple fact that we are getting older.
This little poem is beautifully written. Thanks @Ruthanne