Well, that was a fun few days.
It's "easier" than it used to be. But it ain't easy. There are moments when I literally wish April 8 - May 11 could simply be erased from the calendar.
Come on summertime! I am SO ready!
I couldn't even come up with a title for this post because I don't even know how to mark these entries anymore. Verbal diarrhea post #967572?
I took a pinwheel to the other two at the cemetery. I hadn't been for a long time before my friend lost her baby. Now I want to go every day. But I know it's not good for me.
I wandered over to her baby's grave. Rainwater beaded on the outside of a pack of baseball cards left for him. Indians Opening Day saw the longest game in opening day history. Seemingly appropriate for a dad missing his baby boy...his toddler...his big boy...his elementary schooler...his teenager...
I still have a brick filled with baby ashes sitting on a shelf.
Nobody else remembered April 8th...
...except me.
But, hey, at least it's "easier" now.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
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"easier" really is all relative, isn't it?
someone wise once told me that the wounds never heal. they just scar over with time.
my scar tissue is bright pink.
i prefer distraction/denial. it's what works best these days so i'm sticking with it.
hugs to you, and hugs to Little Bug. I so wish the two of you could have met, earthside.
I came over here remembering two years ago April, but not a specific date. I hope the days pass quickly and kindly until May 11.
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