Today, I break this week of silence that I have been observing on the blog.
Last year at 10:04am, my mother drew her last breath.
Today at 10:04am, this post will go live and this whole past year of first will come to an end.
The first Thanksgiving, the first Christmas, etc. And most recently, the first Mother's Day ... without my Mom.
I know that the pain will never go away. But at least we can stop saying, "This is the first..."
It's been a rough month remembering everything that we went through last year and working through this years issues. It's been especially hard on my father who along with the added grief of the anniversary of losing his wife of 58 years almost lost a daughter too.
Today starts a new beginning though. We will never forget, but we must move on.
Tomorrow after getting out of work in the morning, Ed and I will be taking the new car and getting away for a couple of days. I'm sure that you'll get the chance to read all about it.
Sunday, my father will attend one of my nieces' wedding. And then Monday, he will be going with my oldest sister to her home in Alabama while the sister that had the brain aneurysm recovers at home here. I don't know if he's looking forward to it as much as you'd think. But we have so many things to take care of at the house and with my sister that a little vacation for him will be just the thing we all need. And since my sister volunteered to take on his care for a while. It seems like a good idea.
My sister Elaine is doing much better. Still having some issues that hopefully will work out in therapy but a far cry from what it was four weeks ago.
So while today is a sad day of remembrance for us here on the Eastern shore of Michigan, it also marks what will be a new year of recovery. We're keeping our heads up and smiling into the wind like a dog sticking his head out the car window.
Hope you don't mind the slobber on the window.