... the sun came up on the 23rd.
The other night, Sweet Pea nurse asked, "How do you get through staggering grief?" I guess the real answer is you keep breathing as best you can and wait for the sun to come up on a better day.
Life is lived in the present moment, but I think reflecting on the past, even if its just a few moments past, is where we mine the golden moments ... the shimmer ... it is very nice to remember the shimmering moments.
I was with them while they lived. And ... I get to choose to think of the best moments, not all of them the happiest, but that's life. I have learned to dwell on the moments which have the finest meanings for me. I'll remember this day as the day Momma passed peacefully on to what comes next for her ... and Tommy fought on for the life he lived, the bonus round of another 8 months.
The sun keeps on coming up until it doesn't. Life is a gift from God and as the saying goes - what we do with is can be our gift to Him.
I'm going to go walk my big silly dog. I'm going to watch his tail wag and I'll wait patiently while he sniffs out doggy business around the neighborhood. Then ... I'll come home and work a bit on getting my house ready for the next people's sweet memories (putty/paint the upstairs railing), and I'll do some office work for my jobs while I wait for the bus to bring my daughter home. She has practice tonight and I promised her a dinner out which I know she is enjoying anticipating today. It's a plain ole day. Nothing eventful on the horizon as far as I know. I'm going to try out the felt-tip eyeliner I bought yesterday ... I'm gonna live life and it wouldn't bother me at all if no memories are created today ... but I'll be looking for something good just in case.