Wednesday, October 7, 2009

1992


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Yesterday my Aunt Pat emailed me this picture. She came across it while cleaning things up she said. It's my Dad and I at Thanksgiving 1992. (I was 12) Why am in pajamas you ask? Each family Thanksgiving all the ladies would wear matching pajamas. (this started before I was born, so I am not too sure why/how this became a tradition) The picture made me smile...and then get all tight chested. I have such a hard time with all the conflicting emotions. It's been 14 weeks now since he died. And while it is definitely becoming less of a raw wound, I still fight feelings of regret. what ifs. loss of what might have been. I am working hard to be in a space where I can look at these pictures and focus on being thankful for the time we had and come to terms with what was.

2 comments:

Rebecca said...

I'm so sorry hun. Processing through those emotions is a task and not usually fun. I hope you can find some peace & be in that place but don't rush yourself getting there.

Melissa said...

xoxoxo. So many x's and o's for you.
PS. I love the photo :)