Today was a little better - a little more... even, I guess. Tears, but not a sea. There was sadness, but with a lower case "s".
Not a lot of energy, but I was able to work online on my shop and get a few things done. I even cooked dinner - a REAL dinner - barbecued pork chops, sweet corn on the cob, green beans, baked potatoes, (I forgot to cook biscuits). Okay... maybe I didn't completely cook it, but I did start it (with the intention of finishing) - first time I got that far since Greg died. As usual, Michael picked up the pieces and finished dinner. (My youngest son called and he's always a priority - always more important than dinner)
The only hiccup I had in my day was when my 7-year-old granddaughter sent me an unexpected text message. Well... I should always "expect the unexpected" from Brynn, so from that perspective, Brynn was doing what Brynn does - she shares her thoughts - her feelings - her opinions. Be ready! It's one of the things I love most about her.
Anyway... Brynn was home from school today because of the Columbus Day holiday and she found a picture in her Mom and Dad's bedroom - took a picture of it (I think that's what she did) - and sent the picture to me via text message, with the following message:
"This is Daddy and Uncle Greg, right? I miss him and you know who I mean."
The picture was of Greg and Richard - summertime (in shirts that I made - we were poor - I sewed) - arms around each other - talking and laughing. I think they were 5-years-old and 6-years old at the time (they were 15 months apart in age).
I haven't seen that picture in years. I was surprised, but glad to see it - the tears came fast and hard, but didn't last too long. I'm thankful Brynn felt a connection with the picture - and that she sent it to me (and her sister and her mother and her father). I'm glad she loved her Uncle Greg enough to miss him - but so sorry that she has to feel this kind of sadness at 7-years-old. I will never, ever understand this.
I'm thankful for the picture - thankful for Brynn - thankful for happier times in all of our lives.
Not a lot of energy, but I was able to work online on my shop and get a few things done. I even cooked dinner - a REAL dinner - barbecued pork chops, sweet corn on the cob, green beans, baked potatoes, (I forgot to cook biscuits). Okay... maybe I didn't completely cook it, but I did start it (with the intention of finishing) - first time I got that far since Greg died. As usual, Michael picked up the pieces and finished dinner. (My youngest son called and he's always a priority - always more important than dinner)
The only hiccup I had in my day was when my 7-year-old granddaughter sent me an unexpected text message. Well... I should always "expect the unexpected" from Brynn, so from that perspective, Brynn was doing what Brynn does - she shares her thoughts - her feelings - her opinions. Be ready! It's one of the things I love most about her.
Anyway... Brynn was home from school today because of the Columbus Day holiday and she found a picture in her Mom and Dad's bedroom - took a picture of it (I think that's what she did) - and sent the picture to me via text message, with the following message:
"This is Daddy and Uncle Greg, right? I miss him and you know who I mean."
The picture was of Greg and Richard - summertime (in shirts that I made - we were poor - I sewed) - arms around each other - talking and laughing. I think they were 5-years-old and 6-years old at the time (they were 15 months apart in age).
I haven't seen that picture in years. I was surprised, but glad to see it - the tears came fast and hard, but didn't last too long. I'm thankful Brynn felt a connection with the picture - and that she sent it to me (and her sister and her mother and her father). I'm glad she loved her Uncle Greg enough to miss him - but so sorry that she has to feel this kind of sadness at 7-years-old. I will never, ever understand this.
I'm thankful for the picture - thankful for Brynn - thankful for happier times in all of our lives.
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