When Sam died, memories became treasures and reality became bitter. A new day was painful because I was viewing it as lost opportunity. "If Sam were here" I thought to myself one day "I'd send him a text right now and tell him how much I love our new fence he built." That's when everything changed. When I allow him IN, I experience joy instead of the deep sadness of his absence. I can keep going each day if I get to share it with him. When I write he is with me. We are still one.
If I were you, I'd want to know how the kids were doing, so here is an update. You died the exact same day Jadon was in the Hospital the year prior! February isn't a good month for the Hobi's. Next year I will wrap everyone in bubble wrap and stay at home.