Forever Wrapped In Your Love
Out of sight but never out of mind23 total reviews
Comment from Karen Cherry Threadgill
You have done a few like this. None of my husbands died on me.
I am in mourning for what I thought I once had. Nomi writes me three or four times a day. He says I am his fix right now. I do not judge. I told him today that if he wanted to dance around the house naked to some of her favorite tunes that was fine with me as long as he locked the doors, and drew the blinds. He has to adjust to the new normal in his own way and time. ;-)
reply by the author on 18-Sep-2024
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You have done a few like this. None of my husbands died on me.
I am in mourning for what I thought I once had. Nomi writes me three or four times a day. He says I am his fix right now. I do not judge. I told him today that if he wanted to dance around the house naked to some of her favorite tunes that was fine with me as long as he locked the doors, and drew the blinds. He has to adjust to the new normal in his own way and time. ;-)
Comment Written 18-Sep-2024
reply by the author on 18-Sep-2024
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If you are what Nomi needs...then that's awesome. Your humor will get him through another day. Awesome. It takes time....
Smiles, Carol
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He is still blindly groping. He lives with his Daughter, her daughter and husband and kids.
He is feeling a little trapped with the the grief and no oasis of quiet. He is probaly writing to a few of us. I told him to write Yvonne stories. Collect them from people. Make himself a book. He need not do anything I mention, but, he will have his own ideas come up . If anything helps him or anyone else. I am happy. Would you think I am mentally ill if i said I was thinking abour writing a book about bereavement? :-) Karen
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No of course not! Matter of fact, I believe it is healthy and healing to face our grief head on and to offer our thoughts, our hopes, and possibilities to others.
smiles, Carol
Comment from Harry Craft
Well, Carol. I see your romantic side too. I see that you were totally in love with your husband and I am so sorry for your loss. I know that must have been hard. You put it into words in this story and that is what makes this so great! Keep up the good work Carol!
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2024
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Well, Carol. I see your romantic side too. I see that you were totally in love with your husband and I am so sorry for your loss. I know that must have been hard. You put it into words in this story and that is what makes this so great! Keep up the good work Carol!
Comment Written 11-Sep-2024
reply by the author on 11-Sep-2024
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thank you, Harry! Yes, I was blessed. We had difficult times with Mike being terminally ill, but I wouldn't give back a second of the time I spent with him. I truly believe that he is here with me in spirit and one day we will be together again. Thank you so much.
Smiles and hugs, Carol
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I am sure he is with you Carol. Thanks for sharing a great piece. Have a blessed day!
Comment from nomi338
The power of real true love has a magic all its own. It can warm you on cold nights, cool you on nights when it seems to hot an uncomfortable to breathe. It is rare to obtain and maintain. It is however, possible. A few lucky people actually achieve it.
reply by the author on 10-Sep-2024
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The power of real true love has a magic all its own. It can warm you on cold nights, cool you on nights when it seems to hot an uncomfortable to breathe. It is rare to obtain and maintain. It is however, possible. A few lucky people actually achieve it.
Comment Written 10-Sep-2024
reply by the author on 10-Sep-2024
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When I lost my husband, I screamed for days because I lost me too! I didn't understand life without him by my side. It took time for me to understand that his love never went anywhere. It lives inside of me and comforts me every day. I may not have his physical touch, but God blesses me with moments of knowing he is there when I most need him.
Sending my love and prayers, Carol
Comment from Marilyn Hamilton
Oh Carol. I can feel your pain in every word. God is listening and you will be fine because you are a strong woman with friends who love and care for you. We are here to make sure you are filling your days with the thing you are best at. We look to you to keep us entertained with your wonderful writing. I don't buy that this story was fiction because I honestly Michael is with you, just in a different way now and you will see him again one day. Blessings to you my friend.
reply by the author on 10-Sep-2024
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Oh Carol. I can feel your pain in every word. God is listening and you will be fine because you are a strong woman with friends who love and care for you. We are here to make sure you are filling your days with the thing you are best at. We look to you to keep us entertained with your wonderful writing. I don't buy that this story was fiction because I honestly Michael is with you, just in a different way now and you will see him again one day. Blessings to you my friend.
Comment Written 10-Sep-2024
reply by the author on 10-Sep-2024
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Thank you so much, Marilyn. I so appreciate your so kind words and friendship. At times I feel so alone, but I know I am not. It's just needing that touch, that laugh, that proof that I have worth. He was my rock and I his.
Not to worry...the sun will come out again and the birds will sing.
Smiles and hugs, Carol
Comment from Wendy G
A beautiful story, expressing the grief, pain, loneliness, and anger at God for the loss of a dearly loved one, but turning 180 degrees, when an apparently uncaring God allows the loved one to "visit", to offer love, comfort, and reassurance. Faith is restored, and peace and comfort are received. This is your own story, Carol, and I am so pleased that despite all you have experienced, you have come through to this positve place, and you are able to write it with such skill.
Wendy
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2024
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A beautiful story, expressing the grief, pain, loneliness, and anger at God for the loss of a dearly loved one, but turning 180 degrees, when an apparently uncaring God allows the loved one to "visit", to offer love, comfort, and reassurance. Faith is restored, and peace and comfort are received. This is your own story, Carol, and I am so pleased that despite all you have experienced, you have come through to this positve place, and you are able to write it with such skill.
Wendy
Comment Written 08-Sep-2024
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2024
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Thanks so much Wendy. I found myself in a dark spot yesterday morning and suddenly this story was in my head...I felt so much better after writing it. You are so kind and I feel blessed that this story was given a six. It means a lot.
Smiles, Carol
Comment from Jacob1395
I could really feel the pain and longing in this piece for her husband again. The emotions come through really strongly in your writing and I could really picture the scene before me. An excellent piece, Carol.
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2024
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I could really feel the pain and longing in this piece for her husband again. The emotions come through really strongly in your writing and I could really picture the scene before me. An excellent piece, Carol.
Comment Written 08-Sep-2024
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2024
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Thanks, Jacob. The pain came from the heart, I assure you. I miss my husband more than any words could ever say, but writing this story helped me find an even keel again. I appreciate your thoughts and the review.
Smiles, Carol
Comment from karenina
I know how much you love and miss Michael.
Your story truly snagged my heartstrings as I felt both your longing and anger...but then the sweet blessing of a dream visitation...
I must say I enjoyed Patrick's review as well! In the short time I've know him I am impressed by both his skill and his supportive way of offering a perspective with such kindness!
If you haven't fanned him, I hope you will!
Michael IS always with you!
Believe it!
Karenina
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2024
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I know how much you love and miss Michael.
Your story truly snagged my heartstrings as I felt both your longing and anger...but then the sweet blessing of a dream visitation...
I must say I enjoyed Patrick's review as well! In the short time I've know him I am impressed by both his skill and his supportive way of offering a perspective with such kindness!
If you haven't fanned him, I hope you will!
Michael IS always with you!
Believe it!
Karenina
Comment Written 08-Sep-2024
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2024
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Good morning, sweetie!
Yesterday morning was a blah time and I wasn't sure why after the high I'd been riding with my birthday celebration. Then this story popped into my hed and by the time it was written I felt good again. I just know he was standing by my side, watching as I wrote. Once in a while I get loenly and forget, but I know he is here.
Smiles, Carol
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I sensed your spirit lifting as I read your story. I understand.
Sometimes I miss a loved one so much I wonder why they have forsaken me.
Alas, it is never true. God provided a dream, a smell, a song, a vision.
Then I am reminded love truly is eternal!
Comment from Patrick Bernardy
Hi Carol!
Such a heartfelt work. I only assume it is autobiograghical. If it is, I am sorry for your loss. If not, then I am still sorry for the loss suffered by the Carol in the story.
You write so well! I can tell you have been at the craft of the thing for a long time. All those days, and weeks, and months, and years of writing and revising have paid off for you.
A random thought:
If you will indulge me a bit (for I don't want to come off as pedantic), I would like to offer you something to think about concerning this sentence you wrote: "Carol tipped her head up, and their eyes locked." In poetry, there is a convention called synecdoche, which is a figurative phrase centered around a body part, i.e. "lend me your ear," "no stomach for violence," "give me a hand." These are fine in most cases, but story writers should at least consider whether they really want a character's eyes to "move along the river," "skim the crowd for a friend," "bleed with vengeance," or "force a lover to undress." It is more proper to say a character's look, sight, or gaze are doing these things, not their eyes. If this is your tone and style, then there's nothing wrong with it. Accurate descriptions of what is happening is tricky, especially if you use figurative language--"eyes" are often described as being like daggers or as cold as ice. But there are efforts at description that are just plain wrong, regardless of an author's claim of poetic license. Consider the basic problems with this sentence:
"Bethany dropped her eyes to the ground, and a single tear fell from them."
This is a poor description, for what the author is actually writing is that the character removed her eyeballs from their sockets, tossed them at her feet, and a single tear emerged from both of them, a possibility that exists only theoretically in quantum mechanics. The reader will know what you mean, but your novel is not a conversation with your partner where nuance, body language, and shared experience can fill in the gaps or clarify. You have to write exactly what you mean, or a reader will not trust your skill and ability. Here is the revised version of that description:
"Bethany dropped her gaze to the ground, and a single tear fell from each of her eyes."
In your sentence, you describe Carol and Michael's "eyes" locking. Only you can decide if this is okay according to your writing style. All I wanted to do was offer another perspective to consider as you fine-tune your skill as a writer of fiction.
One little thing I noticed that you can fix right away:
""See those bright stars twinkling above us.[?] Every light you" --There should be a question mark at the end of that sentence.
Overall, this piece acted as catharsis for Carol. It began questioning God and ended with her renewing her faith and feeling as if God answered her prayer. It also seemed that this was a moment for Carol where she seemed to pass through an important grieving threshold; after this meeting with Michael, she can now recognize her missing soul mate "in her dreams, heart, and mind."
Very well done, Carol! And again, please forgive my long tirade about "eyes" and "gazes." I will forever be a teacher. I just can't help it.
Talk to you again soon!
Patrick
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2024
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Hi Carol!
Such a heartfelt work. I only assume it is autobiograghical. If it is, I am sorry for your loss. If not, then I am still sorry for the loss suffered by the Carol in the story.
You write so well! I can tell you have been at the craft of the thing for a long time. All those days, and weeks, and months, and years of writing and revising have paid off for you.
A random thought:
If you will indulge me a bit (for I don't want to come off as pedantic), I would like to offer you something to think about concerning this sentence you wrote: "Carol tipped her head up, and their eyes locked." In poetry, there is a convention called synecdoche, which is a figurative phrase centered around a body part, i.e. "lend me your ear," "no stomach for violence," "give me a hand." These are fine in most cases, but story writers should at least consider whether they really want a character's eyes to "move along the river," "skim the crowd for a friend," "bleed with vengeance," or "force a lover to undress." It is more proper to say a character's look, sight, or gaze are doing these things, not their eyes. If this is your tone and style, then there's nothing wrong with it. Accurate descriptions of what is happening is tricky, especially if you use figurative language--"eyes" are often described as being like daggers or as cold as ice. But there are efforts at description that are just plain wrong, regardless of an author's claim of poetic license. Consider the basic problems with this sentence:
"Bethany dropped her eyes to the ground, and a single tear fell from them."
This is a poor description, for what the author is actually writing is that the character removed her eyeballs from their sockets, tossed them at her feet, and a single tear emerged from both of them, a possibility that exists only theoretically in quantum mechanics. The reader will know what you mean, but your novel is not a conversation with your partner where nuance, body language, and shared experience can fill in the gaps or clarify. You have to write exactly what you mean, or a reader will not trust your skill and ability. Here is the revised version of that description:
"Bethany dropped her gaze to the ground, and a single tear fell from each of her eyes."
In your sentence, you describe Carol and Michael's "eyes" locking. Only you can decide if this is okay according to your writing style. All I wanted to do was offer another perspective to consider as you fine-tune your skill as a writer of fiction.
One little thing I noticed that you can fix right away:
""See those bright stars twinkling above us.[?] Every light you" --There should be a question mark at the end of that sentence.
Overall, this piece acted as catharsis for Carol. It began questioning God and ended with her renewing her faith and feeling as if God answered her prayer. It also seemed that this was a moment for Carol where she seemed to pass through an important grieving threshold; after this meeting with Michael, she can now recognize her missing soul mate "in her dreams, heart, and mind."
Very well done, Carol! And again, please forgive my long tirade about "eyes" and "gazes." I will forever be a teacher. I just can't help it.
Talk to you again soon!
Patrick
Comment Written 08-Sep-2024
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2024
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Good day, Patrick!
Yes, the story was written about me. I woke up yesterday in a bit of a gray area (probably too much birthday celebrating for the old lady). Out of nowhere, this story popped into my head (you believe in fairies and I believe in love) LOL. By the time I was finished writing the story, I was feeling blessed again.
It's awesome of you to give so much of your attention to my story. I truly appreciate your kindness and your "schooling" on the dos and donts. the brain spits and sputters nowdays and I'm lucky I can keep the train on the track. I appreciate all the suggestions and help I can get...especially when it's free. I will take note and probably have to read your review a few times to get it all straight, but do know that I certainly appreciate it.
Have a great day!
Smiles and hugs, Carol
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A true artist can always mend themselves emotionally by practicing their art. I'm glad it's that way for you. Talk to you again soon!
Comment from Carol Hillebrenner
Your story is so strong and true. Those we love are never very far from us even if they have gone on ahead of us. Is this perhaps your personal story? I believe we are never alone; I can even sense my Grandson who couldn't bear the approach of mental illness and chose to leave way too early.
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2024
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Your story is so strong and true. Those we love are never very far from us even if they have gone on ahead of us. Is this perhaps your personal story? I believe we are never alone; I can even sense my Grandson who couldn't bear the approach of mental illness and chose to leave way too early.
Comment Written 07-Sep-2024
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2024
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It comes real close, Carol. I was feeling in a bad place yesterday morning and suddenly this story was in my mind. I felt so much better after I posted it. I would like to think that Mike was standing near me watching as I wrote.
Smiles, Carol
Comment from Ric Myworld
Many days and nights, our memories of what once was, is about all that keeps us striving to meet tomorrow. But lucky for us, as long as we still have tomorrows, we never know what good things can happen. Well, that's my story and I'm sticking to it. Thanks for sharing.
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2024
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Many days and nights, our memories of what once was, is about all that keeps us striving to meet tomorrow. But lucky for us, as long as we still have tomorrows, we never know what good things can happen. Well, that's my story and I'm sticking to it. Thanks for sharing.
Comment Written 07-Sep-2024
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2024
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I agree.... regardless of the pain and grief when we lose someone we love, it's still important that our lives hold value and there are more things out there for us to discover and enjoy. Thanks so much for your kindess.
Smiles and hugs, Carol
