I think it was somewhere around two months from Dominic’s departure when my heart realized life was moving forward whether I granted permission or not.
Not only folks on the fringes and the “bigger world out there” but close by-in my own family, my own circle of intimate friends-people were making plans, having birthdays, going places and doing things.
I wanted to scream.
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I was at a socially distancing small gathering the other day celebrating a friend’s birthday. Us girls have been getting together 30 years this year so having met through thr Catholic and school.
One of the girls mentioned her 60th birthday…her birthday is the day after mine in September. I was at loss as to why I couldn’t remember it and then realised I hadn’t been there. Still we couldn’t figure out why, until she remembered that it was not long after Luke died and perhaps it had been because I hadn’t been up to it – that was six months in.
I can still feel like not participating at times x
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