Not Just Another Week
I should probably be better at this grieving thing by now. I should know what to do, what not to do, how to deal with the stupid dates that continue to flip into my calendar view. Yet for weeks, I have wanted to broach the subject of this coming Friday with my sister-in-law while simultaneously being terrified to bring it up because...and here's the funny not funny detail...I was afraid to bring it up because I was hoping that perhaps she hadn't yet realized that this week contains the one year deathiversary of my brother, her husband, her sons' father, my parents' son, my daughter's uncle. How ridiculous it is, for me to have that thought, yet I wished it for her, for all of us. I wished that her heart was not already being extra burdened with the added level of grief and emotional trauma that comes with this looming date on the calendar. It's been over ten years since I lost my own son, so I should probably be better at this grieving thing, yet this week I