Okay…this the last blog about remembering…at least for a while lol. I’m sorry if it seems like I am harping on the subject of the regular universe participating in the different part of my new and different life but it just feels so good to hear Kalei’s name or know she still has a tiny sliver of space left in someone else’s life. That all being said, there comes a time when one has to back away from a subject…..
The Ditch Kalei’s Room (and Grandma’s too) and finally…from My Heart
A couple of weeks ago I was at the cemetery tending Kalei and Grandma ‘rooms’ when I noticed an older gentleman standing over a grave not far from where I park my car. While it is not unusual for there to be visitors at his cemetery, most are there to grieve in private. As a result, their body language usually says, “Leave me alone please and thanks.” On this day, this fellow’s language did not say that. While unusual, he…..
It seems I am destined to live a life sharing my inside voice with the world. Sigh…no matter how hard I try to keep those darn words locked up safely where they belong, escape seems inevitable. While I blame some of this habit on living alone (and no all you Mr., Ms. Mrs., etc. etc. Smarty Pants, I am not losing it! I have no invisible friends sitting at the other side of the table…harrumph!!) it really is personality based……
During the past few months I have been asked this question, “What should I say?” way too often. Sadly folks come to me when the death is unimaginable. I don’t mind being approached and am for sure okay with providing the best answer I can, it just sucks that the question has to be asked in the first place. While my level of unimaginable understanding comes from my experience with Kalei’s death in a car crash, I believe any death that does…..