He would have turned 10 yesterday.
I hate that his birthday was on Halloween and I don't just have the one day to stay home and think about him. Maybe that's a good thing, I don't know. I would never deprive my other kids of their Halloween festivities, but it's hard not to think about that day. That's probably the reason I always put off doing Halloween until the last minute.
10 years ago, as I worked through my grief, I'd often wonder if it would get any better and if the pain would go away. I journaled and cried every night for weeks. I saw a counselor. The grief eventually did get easier, and I could go days at a time without thinking about him; now it's usually some trigger, like hearing his name.
I'll never forget him but it doesn't hurt like it did.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
All Souls Day
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Know that he's patiently waiting for you, grateful for the chance you gave him. There for you, now, when you really need him too.
Just one more reason that you are the strongest person I have ever known.
((((Hugs to you my friend))))
Sometimes it those things we hold dear to us that makes us stronger, backing what Stalker has to say!
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