A few thoughts
I haven’t felt much like writing lately: Work is extra hectic, and the one-year anniversary of my parents’ death is looming. I have many thoughts on grieving, and how the normal concept of time doesn’t apply to grief; someday I’ll share them, somewhere, but I feel a bit too worn out to get them down on paper now.
Still, we’re all hanging in there – with Q and I keeping busy with work, the girls and a home renovation project; and the girls keeping busy with school, friends and Maddie. My dad (and my late Uncle Al before him) used to talk about life being like a conveyor belt – and, indeed, it has kept moving even after my parents dropped off.
When I got to school yesterday I noticed a gorgeous little cherry tree that had blossomed right next to a bird of paradise flower. I quickly took a pic with Avery (Zoe was finishing up basketball practice) and thought about how my mom would have really liked it. It seems like an appropriate time to share it here, then.
-M
