I think I'm finally at a point where this date will no longer land me in a fit of sobbing... maybe.
Some years, the day goes by just fine until bedtime.
Some years, it wells up over a weeks' time and spills over the day before.
Some years, I'm "fine" until someone calls on the phone.
One year, I'd forgotten and didn't remember until the day after.
For years, by choice, I'd spend the day alone.
One year, I spent nearly 3 hours on the phone with my Grandma Rae.
The year that marked my having spent half of my life without my mum, age 24, that was the worst.
This year? The day isn't over yet, but I've seen this day coming for several years now.
As of today, my mum has been dead for 20 years.
We'll see how the day goes.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
20 Years Gone
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I love you, Annejelynn.
And I send you my warmest hugs and smooches.
*hug* The same thing that Sheryl said, she always says just the right thing.
Love you. (((HUGS)))
I'll be thinking about you.
((hugs))
P.S. My Grandma died on March 18th - 25 years ago.
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