Thoughts of Ray run through my mind. I read my blog of two years ago and relive the moment. I cry. I remember the feelings so well. The emotions were so raw. I enjoy the cries now, they are a release. I am glad I have this online journal to read.
The weather now reminds me of January 2010. That is what makes it so hard now. The senses are triggered. Sight, sound, smell, touch. I see the snow, the sky. I smell the snow, the ice. I hear the shovel, the snowplows, the wind....I am transported back in time to 2010. I touch the shovel...yuck.
Exciting news!! I am getting a new back door. When I was 12 years old I would never have thought I would be excited about getting a new back door....but I am. For only $3,000. I guess when you pay that much for something you have to get excited about it.
I am putting on my "old pair of comfortable sweat pants" (as my grief counselor called it). Getting in my own grief world. Pressing on. - Jimmy
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