The pain is so fresh. In many ways we are each still struggling to understand why it happened and how we move forward.
Last night my body was anticipating the day. The pit in my stomach was awful. It almost felt like we were going to have to relive it again. Like we were going to have to actually go through the accident and the days that followed all over again.
But today came and this morning we gathered at Burke Lake Park (a favorite place for everyone) and remembered them together as a family. Donuts, bagels, coffee and a great playground brought smiles to all our faces. The kids laughter and joy was contagious.
One by one, we each decorated a balloon with pictures and messages to send to heaven. All together we counted to three and let them go in the clear blue sky.
I miss you Zhea. I miss you Mike. I hope you both felt all of our love today.
What a beautiful tribute. I could feel the love while reading your post.
ReplyDeleteyes, what a wonderful tribute. I am glad you were able to get together and even experience some joy in remembering your sister and her husband. Hope the girls pulled through OK.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it odd to find joy in the midst of sorrow and grief? The day was beautiful and I'm glad you could all get together to celebrate two beautiful people.
ReplyDeleteHugs to you!
Very brave to share this journey. I cannot imagine both the pain of losing your dear sister and brother in law, and the legacy their death has meant for your family. I truly read your blog posts with admiration.
ReplyDeleteGrief - for me - seems come and go like waves. I found the balloon release to be such a soft wave leaving, taking some of my grief with it. I hope this day offered you some easement of your grief as well.
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