I've not written in months. 2014 is but a blurr. So much focus on the house, selling, renting, packing, moving. I lived with Kim and Al for 8 weeks. The year slipped away. Another year has come and gone, and now that I'm here, I don't know where to begin.
2014 was a year of healing, change, growth, and promise. I lost Kim June 9th 2015, and I'm back walking the path of new, raw grief. I dred the holidays. Not just for me, but for Cody, and my sister DD. With both Kim and Rocky gone, things will be different this holiday season, and all the rest to come. Perhaps I shouldn't put up a tree? Perhaps it will be better if the Christmas rituals were avoided. There is such an expectation during the holidays that people be cheerful. You don't to want upset, disappoint. I'm not sure I can do this celebration. I thought perhaps I needed to step away from family rituals, but in the end, wherever I go, sadness will follow. Grief robs us of emotional and physical energy. I work to manage my grief every single day. Lord, help me get through this holiday season?