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One thing I have learned to do is count my blessings in the midst of a storm. Look at what beauty can come out of a storm
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I really felt the loss over Melissa today. I find it interesting how one day I am okay, and the next day, I feel almost crippled with grief.
As a Christian, I am reminded and comforted that Melissa is not gone. She went home to our Heavenly Father.
No more pain. No more sorrow. No more worries. No more manic episodes. She's at peace.
Her pain is over. My pain remains, but knowing that she isn't really gone brings me so much comfort.
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Went to hobby lobby and bought this sweet gem to remember my sweet Buddy. I had him for 15 years when he passed away. He was 17. I miss my boy.
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On December 16, 2022 my daughter Melissa passed away. She had blogs on here. Her blog is named @indietravelerchick-blog . She was 31.
I am no stranger to grief. I have lost many people. My dad, brother David, and two sisters, Debra and Angela.
What is crazy about these losses is my brother’s birthday was December 12th. My sister Angela’s birthday was December 15th. As I said before, my daughter died on the 16th. Angie and my sister Debbie died on the 17th, 25 years apart. To say December is a hard month is putting it mildly.
Today I found a picture of Melissa when she was a freshman in high school. I don’t remember seeing that picture before. It gutted me. I cried for an hour. So many memories of her came to me and the reality of her death became all too real.
There are days I want to scream. A parent should not out live their child, even by a second. My husband and I go to the cemetery almost every week. Melissa is buried in a section where a lot of other young people are buried. All the mementos and flowers on their graves are a reminder that we are not alone in our grief. As sad as it is, I find it comforting.
People tell me they can’t imagine what I’m going through. It seems to be the go to phrase a lot of people use. All I can think is, I don’t want you to imagine it.
Don’t imagine it. Just go hug them, love them, enjoy their presence. Don’t take them for granted.
Do it for me, because I can’t.
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