Love, Loss, Livid, Lasting into a tranquility ... among the pain ... into a vitality of ...

colour among the blueness, the grey and the blackest of black days ... ironically in the season of death ... 

We experienced the loss of a husband and a Dad to a then teenager ... One grey mist bleak Winters Day, though the sun did smile briefly that day ... 

To me the conflicts from that time is still with me ... the vibrancy of the air and the smells of laundered clothes ... with the darkest of dark ... moods ... and ambiance ... and misunderstanding of the urgency of the situation ...

I have not yet met anyone in person with those similar feelings ...