When dealing with loss, you often go into autopilot during tasks that lead you to dwell on that loss...like packing up belongings, having that emptiness surrounding you where someone else used to be. Of course, you always fall back into those thoughts again, but as the years go by you get better at the autopilot thing so those times of dwelling are fewer and far between. The illusion of being ok with how things are. :p
When dealing with loss, you often go into autopilot during tasks that lead you to dwell on that loss...like packing up belongings, having that emptiness surrounding you where someone else used to be. Of course, you always fall back into those thoughts again, but as the years go by you get better at the autopilot thing so those times of dwelling are fewer and far between. The illusion of being ok with how things are. :p