My day started just before 3 am...notes and observations on this 56th birthday... ...thank you for acknowledging my birthday. ...my kids are wonderful, and they love me almost as much as I CRAZY LOVE them. ...it is never EVER too early to wish love, joy and (most of all) happiness for someone grieving. It may not come sooner rather than later, but everyone hopes for them...EVERYONE. And knowing that those things can return someday is HOPE ENOUGH at these times. ...profound-kick your-ass-up-and-down-the-sidewalk grief, and joy-for-the-knowing-and-being-known actually can and do coexist. Which is good to keep in mind as I go forward. ...this is so much harder than I EVER imagined. And I have a PRETTY STRONG imagination. ...it is VERY HARD to turn down other peoples requests to help them cope with their feelings of loss...but if you are NOT my children or nieces and nephews, turn you down I must and will do, at least for the time being. (Guilt, the gift that keeps on giving.) ...rest is very hard to conjure. Much love and true blessings to you all. H
Posted on: Mon, 26 May 2014 05:00:07 +0000
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