Although the pain, sadness, and emptiness of losing both my parents at such a young age (40 and 45 for me, they were each 69), will always be there, the grief has slowed to smaller waves that crash over me at longer intervals. It will be an emotional holiday season, as this will be the first without both of them. Fall is an especially rough season, as it was just 10 years ago yesterday that I had my first cancer surgery. Their support during that period was indescribable. I miss each of them everyday.
Made a quick trip back to their “neighborhood” a few weeks ago. It was beautiful and peaceful. The tree is healthy. Grass has filled back in. I love you mom. I love you dad.
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