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Dates
by lovethelake17 at 7/17/2015 9:38:34 PM
There are dates that sear themselves into your memory. Some of them are good dates, like the day you get married, and the day your child is born. They bring with them the joy you felt on that day, compounded by the years spent together growing that happiness. Some of them are not good. Like the day your husband dies. Each successive year only makes that hole left behind grow deeper.
To my mind, that date not only has seared itself into my memory, but has also burned itself onto my heart, leaving a scar that will last as long as my heart beats. It tinges my memories with sadness, even as those memories bring me smiles. But the hole grows deeper with each passing year--each time my daughter starts a new school year, each award she receives, each event she participates in, and more are all underscored by the fact her father is not here to witness it. He is not here to look at me, over her head, and smile that smile that parents share as they marvel over how blessed they are, and how wonderful she is.
Today is a good memory. It's my husband's birthday. It comes just four days after his death, and that memory is not good. I was told recently that it's not unusual for a death date and a birth date to be close. I guess I don't know, but I do know that it makes for a hard week. It was hard when it happened, and it's still hard. Even six years later.
I don't like this week in July.
Happy birthday, Lyn.
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