tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6825208150700694650.post1161871941971615917..comments2015-11-25T12:46:17.685-08:00Comments on Muse of South Prairie: EpiphanyAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233072904077238858noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6825208150700694650.post-91866804486532054732011-03-02T20:35:36.831-08:002011-03-02T20:35:36.831-08:00Nice piece, Karen.Nice piece, Karen.njshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13479806724054229737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6825208150700694650.post-87498103167143935032011-02-21T10:56:50.779-08:002011-02-21T10:56:50.779-08:00Beautifully written. I think that part of the chal...Beautifully written. I think that part of the challenge of living is to learn to overcome that dread that something "dreadful" is about to happen. My entire life my mother said, "Just when things were getting good, he died," referring to my father's death at 41 of a heart attack in his sleep. I live now with the anticipation of her death--as well as the tendency to check my hubby's breathing when he is quiet in the night. It's a delicate dance isn't it.Martha Goudeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08378888557146814304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6825208150700694650.post-87509979552189873162011-02-20T15:11:56.350-08:002011-02-20T15:11:56.350-08:00Well said. It is also a phenomenon that we call, i...Well said. It is also a phenomenon that we call, in my business, anticipatory phobia. Following a trauma (and this most definitely is traumatic for the observing/caretaking spouse), a level of fear exists that "it" will happen again. We live with the anticipation of trauma--dread. Part of healing protocol for trauma, addresses anticipatory phobia. <br /><br />That being said--I know the feeling. Never knowing in the morning whether breath still passes through the lungs of the beloved.Wandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17654451878235512846noreply@blogger.com