It took me nearly two years to hang a wall calendar again. It took that long, plus some, to add anything to it besides close family birthdays and doctor’s appointments.
I would record what I did AFTER the fact, but I just couldn’t let my heart make plans.
Because I had made plans–lots and lots of plans-before Dominic ran ahead to heaven unexpectedly and wrecked them all.
There’s another reason looking forward is hard on my heart:
No matter how wonderful the event, no matter how anticipated the birth, or wedding, or graduation, or party-there will always, always, always be one person missing.
I still find making plans difficult.
I don’t make many and the ones I do make I hold lightly. I warn friends that I may get up the “morning of” and decide that I just cannot do it. The closest ones (the only ones I really have left) totally understand and never pressure me otherwise.
But as I have rounded the corner of three years, I am beginning to be able to look a little bit further in the distance.
I am able to pencil in some fun things more than a week in advance. I’ve even started looking up ideas on Pinterest again-ideas for birthday gifts months in advance, for dinner table decorations and for craft projects to occupy the hottest parts of summer days.
And I’m learning to take Dominic WITH me as I walk into tomorrow after tomorrow without his physical presence. I’m finding ways to keep him close, to have him near, to share him with others so that the vibrant man he was (and still IS-in heaven) is remembered and honored.
The fact is that tomorrow comes whether I am dragged kicking and screaming into the new day or whether I go willingly, with purpose and with grace.
I am trying to choose purpose and grace.
Sometimes it’s really, really hard.
But when I do-it’s worth it.
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I still haven’t hung a calendar. In fact, had we not moved to a new home, my 2014 calendar would still be on the fridge. Frozen in September. It’s like you’re walking right next to me almost in perfect time. I miss my baby boy so much. In 2 months he would have been 18.
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I still have a one-page 2014 calendar hung inside my kitchen cabinet. It was one of those freebies sent in the mail that said “DeSimone Family 2014” . I had already circled all the important dates like birthdays, graduations and my eldest son’s upcoming wedding. I made a square around Dom’s death date and his funeral date. The other events were part of ongoing stories of love and laughter and celebrattion-circles that would come around again. Dominic’s dates were full stops. No circle, no laughter, only an ending. I feel you mama- I truly do. ❤
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