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A year ago yesterday, Joe died. A year ago today, I found out.
I was going to do a long post about it, but...I don't need to. Today and yesterday have both been easy, far easier than the weeks leading up to now when I knew what was coming. Infinitely easier than the Make-A-Wish drive back before Christmas break.
Not even in the same universe as last summer.
That's the way it works, right? Pain isn't unbearable forever. Eventually, you forget to grieve. That's something I never really believed until I experienced it.
The weirdest part of this whole thing, I think, is that I always used to be completely ambivalent about May, as a month. I liked rain and clouds, and May in Pittsburgh doesn't have a ton of those. Now, I can't get enough of the sun. And I think that May might be my favorite.
I was going to do a long post about it, but...I don't need to. Today and yesterday have both been easy, far easier than the weeks leading up to now when I knew what was coming. Infinitely easier than the Make-A-Wish drive back before Christmas break.
Not even in the same universe as last summer.
That's the way it works, right? Pain isn't unbearable forever. Eventually, you forget to grieve. That's something I never really believed until I experienced it.
The weirdest part of this whole thing, I think, is that I always used to be completely ambivalent about May, as a month. I liked rain and clouds, and May in Pittsburgh doesn't have a ton of those. Now, I can't get enough of the sun. And I think that May might be my favorite.
