There are more than you might think.
Most folks would count the date of death and maybe the date of burial or memorial service.
But a mama’s heart counts it ALL.
I count the day he left, the day I was first able to view his body, the days of visitation, the day of the funeral and burial.
- I count the day we cleaned out his apartment.
- I count the day I notified credit card companies he would no longer require their services.
- I count the day I received the death certificate.
- I count the day I got his posthumous diploma.
And every year these dates roll around again to remind my heart of the pain I felt then and to pierce it afresh.
Read the rest here: https://thelifeididntchoose.com/2018/02/12/how-can-i-survive-grief-anniversaries/
Needed this today. Tomorrow marks 5 years. Our plan is that we have no plan. We really quit celebrating Valentine’s Day because it’s not fun for us anymore. No one feels like doing anything today. Tomorrow we’ll just wing it.
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As always, perfect words of encouragement. Thank you, Melanie.
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