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I woke up feeling sad today. It wasn't unexpected...
Today marks the 7th anniversary of Dad's death and tomorrow marks the 5th anniversary of Mom's death. Though the grief isn't nearly as strong as in past years, it's still there...
I was in Kenosha on Tuesday for my niece's first softball game and before the game I set out some flowers for them. I would've had more time to set them out this weekend when I'll be up there again, but I thought it more important to set them out before the anniversary dates. I didn't have much time to stay and reflect, but I made sure to tell them I loved them and missed them very much. Mind you, I don't reserve my talking to them just for their gravesite; I talk to them every so often when I've got something important on my mind that I would've talked to them about if they were still alive.
I think of them often, and when I do, I still miss them terribly. Certain days are still tough--birthdays, death anniversary dates, Mother's and Father's days, their wedding anniversary, Thankgiving, and Christmas. It gets easier every year, thank God, but I doubt it'll ever totally go away.
On the way home from visiting J's parents "Forever and Ever, Amen" by Randy Travis came on the iPod and the tears came for Dad. It's always made me think of him; I thought of having it be the father/daughter dance for my first wedding (he wanted "Daddy's Little Girl", which he sang to me while we danced. Thankfully I never hear that one...) I wasn't surprised, as it happens every time. "This Womens Work" by Kate Bush is the one that brings the tears for Mom. I don't avoid these songs when they come up either on iTunes or my iPod. It's part of the rememberance for me.
Grief is an intersting beast, isn't it?
Today marks the 7th anniversary of Dad's death and tomorrow marks the 5th anniversary of Mom's death. Though the grief isn't nearly as strong as in past years, it's still there...
I was in Kenosha on Tuesday for my niece's first softball game and before the game I set out some flowers for them. I would've had more time to set them out this weekend when I'll be up there again, but I thought it more important to set them out before the anniversary dates. I didn't have much time to stay and reflect, but I made sure to tell them I loved them and missed them very much. Mind you, I don't reserve my talking to them just for their gravesite; I talk to them every so often when I've got something important on my mind that I would've talked to them about if they were still alive.
I think of them often, and when I do, I still miss them terribly. Certain days are still tough--birthdays, death anniversary dates, Mother's and Father's days, their wedding anniversary, Thankgiving, and Christmas. It gets easier every year, thank God, but I doubt it'll ever totally go away.
On the way home from visiting J's parents "Forever and Ever, Amen" by Randy Travis came on the iPod and the tears came for Dad. It's always made me think of him; I thought of having it be the father/daughter dance for my first wedding (he wanted "Daddy's Little Girl", which he sang to me while we danced. Thankfully I never hear that one...) I wasn't surprised, as it happens every time. "This Womens Work" by Kate Bush is the one that brings the tears for Mom. I don't avoid these songs when they come up either on iTunes or my iPod. It's part of the rememberance for me.
Grief is an intersting beast, isn't it?
