Forget To Remember.

I have forgotten to remember that yes, I am mourning, but so are they.

My kids.

They are sad and trying to cope like I am.

I forgot that, and I am sorry.

Grief wears different faces, and expresses itself in different actions and emotional outpouring.

It's not exclusive to just me.

I needed to be reminded of that fact; and I was yesterday.

We both ended up crying after a bit of a meltdown on both our ends.

This peticular child and I don't mince words, which is a good and refreshing thing.

But I needed to be reminded that I am not in this alone; and not the only one hurting.

The pain I am feeling is not just mine; it is ours.

They have feelings too.

They also had feelings for him.

We have ALL been through hell these past few months.

So thank you for your honesty and letting me know you are just as affected as I am by what has happened, and just expressing it in a different way.

And well, quite frankly, sharing how you are handling all of this.

Your not well just looks differently than my not well.

I appreciate you for the reminder that I got lost in my own journey and forgot you are on your own as well.

I'm sorry.

I love you.

Glad we were able to turn a sticky situation into a sweet one.

He would have been proud, Chinese Chinese Chinese!!!

Man that is a classic.

I know he would have complemented your cooking, and I know you are loving that joke.

I know I am.

Kermie kisses!

Xoxo,

M.