Hello! I’m still alive! Fall has started out rough, and we may still be sniffling and coughing, but we made it through the birthday season. I want to share what went down!
The kids’ birthdays are a little over a month apart, and I am usually crazy(ier than normal) for weeks before the big party days.
Grief is a funny thing. It’s been a month since we lost Pop, and I’m finally starting to feel my groove coming back. I expected to cry, to be upset. And then I expected to kind of ease myself over it in a generally swift fashion. I figured I’d be back to blogging and sewing, and just back to normal pretty quickly. I just haven’t been in the mood for all of that.
Still, every night, when I get my dish rag out to clean my kitchen counters, I have the urge to call him and talk while I tidy up. Routine, routine. It’s hard to get used to.
But I’m working on new outlets, new routines, new normals; and it really is getting easier.