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Jo Sundberg's avatar

I loved this. Interesting and well written, plus always love learning new words.

I feel kenopsia in many places. Yes, also in those abandoned shopping malls, someone mentioned here in the comments, places I don't enjoy when they're busy either.

I most feel that deep emptiness and sense of loss when my kids go their dad's house. I experience this every fortnight. A sort of dead silence descends on the otherwise lively house. I love silence but this is different. Its a silence that tells many stories and they are not particularly happy ones and are infused with guilt, sadness and "what if's."

I will often just sit on their beds and soak in that echoing kenopsia. Sometimes it's the only way to move through it. Then I get on with life, one step forward, holding my children in my heart where ever I go. Thanks for sharing. Jo

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sophie's avatar

The bedroom at my Grandma's house which used to be my Mum's bedroom, turned spare room.

Me and my cousins used to stay in there as kids, and there's been a few random adult grandchild sleepovers.

No one has slept in there in years.

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