My son was born on a Wednesday and my mom passed away that Sunday. You might wonder what you do when such events happen within the same week, and I suppose there would be as many different answers as there are people in the universe. For me, the sadness numbed the joy and there was just a great void - a vacuum, if you will.
Nine years later, though, there is immense joy on March 14, and a dreary deepness to March 18. And then comes Spring.
Oh so know what you mean. Had that dreary feeling all week long since Mom passed away on the 10th, way too long ago. I just bet they're having a gin and tonic together somewhere nice!
ReplyDeleteAww - what a beautiful thought that they would be together. That made my day.
ReplyDeleteI remember so clearly the way you reached out to me during that time. Thank you.