I got an unexpected treat in the mail today. It was a card from Hospice of the Valley. On the outside it said, "May cherished memories warm your heart." And on the inside, "The staff and volunteers at Hospice of the Valley want you to know that we are thinking of you as you approach the first anniversary of our loved one's death."
That was heartwarming to me. And my cousin called me today to say the same, as she knew I would be calling her (her mom, my aunt Madelyne, died the day after my dad) and she had left her phone at the golf course and wouldn't be retrieving it for a few days. Her phone call was heartwarming to me too.
Cherished memories are warming my heart, but this "year" anniversary isn't anything I want to celebrate. I just miss him and the anniversary (typically that word has a more joyful connotation) on 3/6 - it's a vivid reminder. But I do want to remember it all, every second with him, even the goodbye. And right now, I am remembering...
I also remember, Marcia. I remember your kind words when speaking of him. I remember your tireless cleaning and washing of sheets. I remember your trying to engage him in conversation. I remember your making foods that you thought he would enjoy. I remember your playing games with him. I remember your trying to convince him to let you take his blood. But most of all I remember your love, compassion and caring. Those should always be treasured memories. I am glad I got to share some of that with you. Love ya, friend
ReplyDeletethanks for the kind words! You were a grrrrrrrrreat support during those times. :)
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