The Meal Has No Flavor
Recently, David used this olfactory analogy to describe how we feel about going through events, daily and otherwise, without our daughter Aine. Everything we do, everywhere we go, is void of “flavor”. We work through the motions of activities we must do, such as celebrate the birthday of our living daughter, or celebrate the holidays, without any oomph. We hear the laughter around us and yet we do not feel its joy. We see the pretty holiday decorations and feel no excitement. We sing happy birthday without happiness.
We go about our days as we need to and try to put our foot forward. We go to family events, birthday parties, thanksgiving dinner, etc. I volunteer at school, David conducts business meetings. We function. But we feel nothing. Without our daughter life is without flavor. Monotone. Blah.
During this time of year, our perception of this flavorlessness is heightened. There are lots of stimulants in the air like the smell of balsam, Christmas music, lights and decorated trees, gathering crowds of family and friends, Christmas cards and packages arriving. Yippee. For us, grief and sadness permeate us and we are accomplishing much just to be present. Our laugh will be quieter and shorter, we probably won’t join in like we used to and we definitely won’t be merry. Banality is our reality for all things now. Our senses are dulled.
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