On: Grief and Change
Spring is usually a time for freshness and new growth.
I see the lead into a time when we should be spending quality time together.
More birthdays are coming up.
More anticipated sadness for an empty chair at the table, come time to blow out candles.
Achievements that would be celebrated by the children are dampened.
“He would be so proud,” is a monumental understatement.
Summer holidays and long weekends will change shape.
Now I have to come up with new traditions and plans.
Mother’s Day and Father’s Day are near.
I don’t know who to feel more sorry for….both of these will be sad for everyone.
We had plans dammit! Plans to play golf again, go to the beach, spend extra time at camp,
and get into our traveling adventures. Yet, here I sit feeling sorry for myself because I know full well that the never ending lists of firsts is far from over. It’s not over for me and it is not over for the kids. It’s not over for anyone. However, it is an opportunity to make new plans and memories with different people and in different places. Chins up, one first at a time, we will embrace the next season’s glory together. Right?
Last modified: August 29, 2024
