November 28, 2024
Tears, tears and more tears.
It’s Thanksgiving Day and John isn’t here.
After last week all I wanted to do was stay home in bed and cry all day. As a matter of fact, that’s what I’ve been doing.
My Brother-in-law decided to have Thanksgiving dinner at his house this year. My husband wanted to go; I told him I wanted to stay home. He thought being around family would help me. I thought being in my bed would help me more. But with a little coaxing, I decided to go.
My family-in-love was great. They tried their best to include me in the conversation to help me feel better. I tried to stay on track. The food was delicious. I ate what I could.
I am thankful for all their effort and truly felt loved. The most challenging part for me was watching all the interactions between parents and children. It was a clear reminder that there will be no more parent-child reactions for John and me.
John is gone forever.
How am I really doing?
They say a picture is worth a thousand words
John should still be here with me.
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