Memorial and, Truly, a Celebration of Dave’s Life

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Just a few days before Dave and I married in September, 1983 I caught up with a childhood friend from my elementary school days. She gave me some advice I have not forgotten, and in fact, I have passed along to every other bride when given the chance. “Be sure,” she said, “to look around you when you have been pronounced as husband and wife.” Stop and take in the moment she counseled, because if you don’t make a conscious effort you may be swept away in the emotion and not have a real memory of this important day you work so hard to make perfect, beautiful and fitting.
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Thursday March 22, 2012

I have only a few minutes to write. There is so much to do in the next few days.

The Memorial and Celebration of Life for Dave will be on Sunday.

The closer we come to Sunday the more I miss him. Some is the preparations, but mostly because when I am stressed he would be my anchor. Ironic isn’t it? He’s not here when I need him most, because he is not here.
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Alone with Grief

Saturday, March 10, 2012

I am feeling a new vulnerability now, three plus weeks since Dave’s death. I have cried harder and longer over the past three days than I did in all of the week before. There is something happening about the time and distance from his death that begins to seep into my reality of being alone.

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It’s Always the Little Things

Thursday March 1, 2012

There’s a dusting of icy snow this morning. The kind that fills in the yards, but stays grass green under the tree canopy. It gives a white definition to the flower bed borders and tops of the fences. The streets are clear. Cold and silence permeate the air.
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