This week it was Little Debbie cakes...
In the middle of Dollar General...
Last weekend it was the Alfred Dunner Outlet...
Other times it's a photo I wasn't expecting to see...
A snapshot of her opening a Christmas gift from my Aidan Kale...
The way she smiled broadly as if a strainer was something she'd wanted for her entire life...
A photo of her in 3-D glasses...
Watching Cats and Dogs in the movie theater...
Watching Cats and Dogs in the movie theater...
And just when I think it's safe...
I dry my tears and am forging ahead...
The unexpected strikes like a paper cut...
Painful and bleeding...
Tender for a few days...
We don't expect the holidays to be easy...
We know they will be difficult...
Filled with the reminder of loss...
But when you lose a loved one...
Whom you've never known life without...
Whose being was so closely intertwined with your own...
There is the bittersweet realization that the memories you cherish are the ones that will also bring you to your knees...
For the most part our daily routine has returned...
Our lives are back to normal...
A new normal...
Dealing with the unexpected as it arises...
Missing her every single day...
Painful and bleeding...
Tender for a few days...
We don't expect the holidays to be easy...
We know they will be difficult...
Filled with the reminder of loss...
But when you lose a loved one...
Whom you've never known life without...
Whose being was so closely intertwined with your own...
There is the bittersweet realization that the memories you cherish are the ones that will also bring you to your knees...
For the most part our daily routine has returned...
Our lives are back to normal...
A new normal...
Dealing with the unexpected as it arises...
Missing her every single day...
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I loved this post! You are so right that it's the little things you remember that make you smile (and cry). My husband's brother died of cancer a couple weeks ago (only 48 and 7 weeks from diagnosis to death- hardly enough time). We've been having the same highs and lows. Today my husband's body seemed to figure out what his mind already knew and it's been so hard. You wrote so beautifully about loving those temporarily 'lost' to us. May you find joy in remembering!
ReplyDeletesending you continued thoughts and prayers. I struggle at Christmas time especially these last few years. It was tradition to go to my grandmothers house for breakfast on Christmas day and be with her and cousins, aunts and uncles. She passed away Jan 14, almost four years ago. Christmas is just not the same without her. Havent much been in the spirit since then, but still put a tree up, try to come up with new traditions, but I would just rather have her here.
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