Reproductions of spaces, places, and ideas through the lens of an art history geek.

I wrote the following Tumblr post a while ago. I let it sit in my drafts folder for months:
Occasionally, I still feel the disappointment of loss. Usually, it’s when I remember something kind that he used to do or something cute and fun. At other times, like the one below, it’s when the flash of his smile and his company would have made a tough moment easier.
I have had life experiences aplenty and I can relate to Tennyson’s words, “Better to have loved and lost than never loved at all.”
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A view from here…
Suddenly, I remembered where I was two years ago today and who I was with then. I had to sit down and focus on breathing. Back then, #SMF and I were supporting one another through a tragedy. Sometimes I still feel the loss of him in my life.
I believed we would grow old together.
Even right now, I don’t regret him. As a 34 year old person, I embrace the life experiences that I have survived and experienced including love and loss.
Picture: a view of the cards and letters the Tucson community placed in front of the University of Arizona hospital after the Gabrielle Giffords shooting on July 8, 2011. Today: January 8, 2013.

I wrote the following Tumblr post a while ago. I let it sit in my drafts folder for months:

Occasionally, I still feel the disappointment of loss. Usually, it’s when I remember something kind that he used to do or something cute and fun. At other times, like the one below, it’s when the flash of his smile and his company would have made a tough moment easier.

I have had life experiences aplenty and I can relate to Tennyson’s words, “Better to have loved and lost than never loved at all.”

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A view from here…

Suddenly, I remembered where I was two years ago today and who I was with then. I had to sit down and focus on breathing. Back then, #SMF and I were supporting one another through a tragedy. Sometimes I still feel the loss of him in my life.

I believed we would grow old together.

Even right now, I don’t regret him. As a 34 year old person, I embrace the life experiences that I have survived and experienced including love and loss.

Picture: a view of the cards and letters the Tucson community placed in front of the University of Arizona hospital after the Gabrielle Giffords shooting on July 8, 2011. Today: January 8, 2013.

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