Three years ago today, my mom died.
Three years ago tomorrow is my parents wedding anniversary; it would have been 67 years.
Like the last year, when a normal person might feel the sting of mourning slap them in the face, I feel more grateful than anything. Religious convictions aside (and I am not dripping with religion, since I think it's one of those things best left 99% private 99% of the time) I do think there's something after this life, and knowing what tomorrow is...I'm just glad my parents are together.
So no, I haven't been sitting here dwelling on it, other than to note the date...but I did note it. And I hope they're having one hell of a good time together.
1 comment:
I've been dwelling a bit. Just because I appreciate her more now that I am older, a mom, and a holiday hostess. Thank you for remembering her and for honoring their marriage. ����
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