I am really sorry for your temporary loss.
Do not forget that we are spiritual beings having a corporal experience and not the other way around. Spirit is not bound by time or space. Only our
bodies are. Even though she may have decided to jump to the other side a bit earlier, what is time in the face of eternity? The years you may be
apart from her right now, will mean nothing with the infinite ahead of you, together. Hang in there, brother.
As for the fragrance and your experience. Make no mistake about it. It is
Before we move to wherever we are supposed to move to after we die, we still hang around in this plane of existence for a short while, while we make
sense of what has happened and have the courage and peace of mind to leave all our loved ones behind.
Talk to her. Do it aloud, as if she was there physically (she still is
there with you in a way you probably would not understand...sad little
rational creatures that we are). Tell her how much you love her and how happy she made you during the time you were together. She will listen.
Talk to her. Not only with your mind, but with your voice and heart. She is probably worried for you and hurting about the state she left you in.
Speak to her and let her go in peace, brother. Let her know that you will be ok.
For her to jump to the other side, she needs to know that you will be ok. That despite all the hurt and pain and numbness, you will be ok. Let her
know you will be fine and that (eventually) you will be happy again. And with that, even if it takes all the strength in you, let her go in peace.
Wish her a good journey, let her know you will catch up with her whenever your time here is up, and let her go
I embrace you dearly, brother. I hope you find peace soon.
"Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
That, we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect.
Without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolute unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you.
For an interval.
Somewhere. Very near.
Just around the corner.
All is well."
edit on 25-5-2016 by RadioKnecht because: (no reason given)