Woke up today pretty much the same as any other morning – however, today feels different. As I sit here writing this blog entry I have two young children: dancing, running, playing. But today it’s more noticeable than most days that two should be three.
Seven years ago today our Josh passed from this life. It’s hard to say exactly how one feels on such a day – slightly dazed I guess. I think it’s a case of ‘what if’-what could have been, the hoped for.
Maybe one big factor in all of this is the fact that it’s just too easy to forget – to be so busy with life that the memory fades.
Yesterday a friend asked about today- he remembered- even visited his grave. I guess people will never know quite how much that means to me. A card came through yesterday- a dear lady who knows loss and suffering yet continues to send thoughtful cards every birthday and anniversary of his death.
Simple gestures – profoundly felt.
So today is dedicated to Josh – to his smiles, he laughter amongst the pain, his high spirits in a fight that he could have never have won.



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