I woke up this morning feeling good. Then I watched the news and saw the date. January 8th
my father passed away in a hospital room January 8th 1997. I was there when he took his last breath. I miss my papa smurf (that is what I called him) No wonder I am the way I am death has surrounded my life. March 31, 1987 my mom, Jan.8, 1997 my dad and June 18, 2007 my daughter.
Every ten years I lose someone I love. How did I not know this date was approaching? Life moves so fast. I can't believe it has been 11 years since he died.
I will be alright. I just wanted to rant a little. Life is too short for all this sadness that fills some of our lives. I am going to try to find the happiness today. I will remember my father and his love for me and my brothers. I will not be sad. I will celebrate what he gave me.
I'm so sorry Robin! Maybe you could think of something special to do today for them all-in memory of them. Maybe get some balloons or something and let them go up in the sky-one for each of them. Just a thought! Maybe that would put a smile on your face. I hope the day goes smoothly for you...take care!
I have chills. I am sorry about all of your losses. Anniversaries are so difficult to deal with.
I will never understand why Rebbeca had to die but I find some small bit a of comfort knowing that she is being loved and cared for by your parents. I still wish it was you though. You are such an amazing mom.
I'm here if you need me. Just give me a call.
Just wanted to say sorry and to let you know I am thinking of you. I am very date-oriented myself, and I know how an anniversary can change the way you feel about a day. I hope you give yourself time to feel whatever comes, and be good to yourself.