在悲痛中,我惊讶于自己竟然失去了自我意识。我没有意识到我与他有着如此错综复杂的联系。

他去世后,我花了很多时间思考我是谁。
没有他,我是谁?
在他之前,我是谁?
我现在是谁?
我想成为谁?
几个小时的思考。
几天的反思。
几个月来,我考虑着重建生活时的选择。
还有几年的时间,才把这一切拼凑起来。
努力是值得的……
~网上转载“美丽的漫谈” 作者斯达西.素琳(关于她丧偶的经历和如何从哀伤走出)
In grief I was surprised by the sense of identity I lost. I did not realize that who I was was so intricately tied to him.
After he died, I spent a great deal of time reflecting on who I was.
Who was I without him?
Who was I before him?
Who was I currently?
Who did I want to become?
Hours of thought.
Days of reflection.
Months considering my options as I rebuilt my life.
And, years to put it all together.
The effort was worth it…
~Beautiful Ramblings



