Side-swiped by a little thing.

Oh dear, I know that feeling. Hugs.

Scribbles it's the unexpectedness of it


I'm glad you've found some happiness and contentment again.

Cherish the memories and enjoy your new love.

If it doesn't sound weird, Scribbles, but I think that is 'lovely'. We can love more than 2 people at once and you are lucky to have found such love twice.

And, it's a lovely song. Have a gentle hug.

Not the same at all, but I get caught out a lot lately by things that remind me of my best friend who died last year.

I know that feeling. Twenty years widowed for me. Generally, I am not an overly-emotional person but ...

After The Snowman was released in 1982, DH bought me the video for Christmas. He loved watching it. We loved watching it to together. I still have the tape even though I have no longer have a VHS machine to play it on. It’s on TV every Christmas anyway. Walking in the Air makes me cry every time I hear it.

Last Christmas, I went to a cathedral carol concert where I bumped into a friend. She likes sitting at the front (I don’t) but I sat with her. A young female chorister stepped forward to sing the song. She was about six feet away. Her voice was so pure, try as I might, I could not stop the tears streaming down my face.

DH was a great fan of the music of Vaughan Williams especially The Lark Ascending. It’s why I stick to Radio 3 and avoid Classic FM. You’re never more than 20 minutes away from hearing it on the latter and I’d be in bits all day.

Music is the most powerful thing- it can change our mood in an instant.

I used to wonder why my Aunty who had been very musical all her life, stopped listening to it when she became older.

Now I think I know why- it has such a grip on the emotions that sometimes we can't deal with it. That's how I feel anyway- music has the power to take us to places we would rather nor go because the feelings can be so raw and visceral.

I totally understand how this made you feel...treasure it.

I saw an online talk the other day and the woman speaking had eyes just like Mum’s. It was upsetting although she died more than 30 years ago. I still miss her

However happy and contented and even though we can enjoy our days when the pain comes it is as sudden and sharp as though the loss were yesterday.

Thank you for sharing this Scribbles. It's good to know we're not alone.

Grief is like a ball in a box, it gets smaller overtime but it may hit a trigger once in a while

Since my DH died there are so many pieces of music I just can’t listen to.
On top of that, when I go to symphony concerts, as I have done all my life, I’m overwhelmed in a way I have never experienced before.
Bittersweet😢

I totally understand Scribbles. It's been nearly 6 years since my DH died from cancer.
He sorted his own funeral out including the music. As a huge Paul McCartney fan it included 'Blackbird'.
It suddenly came on the radio a few days ago. It made me sob my heart out. But through the tears I sang the song - for him.
A beautiful song for a beautiful man.
You are so blessed to have found someone else

It's at moments like this that I realise what a good place GN is. So much sympathy and understanding, I'm moved that so many took the time to respond and overwhelmingly glad you understand.
Sending caring hugs to all who have lost someone dear.

Scribbles, see it as a tribute to the man you loved and lost.

There are several songs and hymns which remind me so much of DH, but yesterday it was the sight of his empty chair at the table which suddenly struck me. I have made so many changes ( inprovements ) to my home since he died. Perhaps I need to think about changing the table and chairs too.

I’m moving towards 3 years since my husband died. I ordered a taxi to take me to and from a party with a large group of our friends. I was a bit apprehensive to be joining so many much loved long-standing friends where his absence would be ever present and commented on. I enjoyed myself and didn’t weep. Until the taxi radio played a song we’d danced to when we met and for many years - in our kitchen dancing or singing along to in the car.

My husband died 33 years ago, I found love again 12 years ago, he is now due to illness now more or less out of my life too, I still have a good life and a great family, however sometimes a song, smell or something quite innocuous can bring back memories from 40 or 50 years ago and reduce me to a wreck, grief never leaves it just hides away waiting to pounce, I’ve always thought that the phrase time heals isn’t true, one just learns to live.

I know that feeling!...lost my husband over 20 years ago...found love again and I am happily married to a wonderful man...but songs and smells and odd comments from others sometimes still make me emotional...I think it is because our memories are good and it is still sad that people die so young before they have done all they want to do in life ...my late husband would have adored our grandkids..so sad he missed out on all that ..

My DH was deaf for so long, so music wasn't a great feature though for some strange reason he did enjoy some classical music. What gets me is music my late DD enjoyed and there is one that is often heard in stores and radio. I seem to just feel I have stopped in my tracks although I am still moving every time I hear it. If out and about I have to exit until I recover. Some memories never ever fade.

Music definitely triggers emotional memories. I associate certain songs with different people eg 'penny arcade' with my dad and 'counting stars' with my DDs ex.

I have been divorced from first husband since 1981 and married to the most wonderful man for 26 years. Second husband is hardly into music. However, certain songs, unbelievably sometimes heavy metal! still bring back memories of no.1 - but not to make me cry, thank goodness! Or course I wouldn't dream of saying anything to my best love.

Thankfully DH is still with me, but my DS died over 30years ago, and in the early years after her death, certain pieces of music would reduce me to tears, and even now my eyes will still well up when i hear it.,

My not religious father had ‘The old rugged cross’ played at his funeral 1977, Mum likewise in 1994. It always has that affect on me, so emotional.

I was surprised that, since DH died a few years ago, I could look at the photos that he’s in, and smile, but I still can’t listen to all his favourite music, which I also liked. DD and I went to see the film about Freddie Mercury, and we were sitting in the cinema in tears. The music invoked so many happy times.

My late DH loved music of many kinds and we went to lots of concerts all over the place. Couldn't bear to listen to the music channels on the radio for quite a while and then when I did the first song played was his favourite and of course I was in floods of tears so now always listen to radio 4.