randomly

Randomly... that's how it hits you.  The things that bring it all bubbling back to the surface, well they aren't always the things you would expect.  You'd think it would hurt to look at the window and see your truck parked there, everyday... but it doesn't.  What bothers me is to hear it... start up or pull into the driveway knowing you aren't behind the wheel.

Missing you...

Love you more,
Mom

ebb and flow

Grief is like the ocean;

it comes in waves,

ebbing and flowing.

Sometimes the water is calm,

and sometimes it is overwhelming.

All we can learn to do is swim.

vicki harrison

I came across this quote the other day... I'm still hanging on to the side of the pool, hesitant to let go and swim.

Missing you on this February Sunday.

Love you more,

Mom

waiting

It's been over 5 months now.  After those first few days of shock and numbness wore off, well I've felt like I've been waiting for something.  I'm not sure what... kind of like the feeling when you're getting ready to go somewhere and you're waiting to go... just a feeling  in the back of my mind, all the time... like you're not quite where you're going yet... just waiting.

I'm just unsure of what it is I'm waiting for...

Love you more,
Mom

remembering

This video made me think of you... of all those days at the rinks.  All those times you looked up in the stands... something I didn't really even realize you did until another mother pointed it one day.  I miss those days,

I miss you.

Love you more,

mom