Saturday, June 5, 2010

In the Summertime...

So, this is what it comes down to. I've packed the last box and finished the year-end paperwork. I locked the door to my first grade portable for the final time. (Next year I'll be inside the school in a "real" room.) Without the students in the mix, the room really has no life or spark to it.

I could not shake the thought as I cleaned, that at this time last year I was boxing furiously. Last summer, I was going home to help my husband through his final days of life. We ended up having about six weeks together. Some very sweet and bittersweet times. It seems like yesterday; but it also seems like a lifetime ago. I cannot comprehend that I've walked this life without D for almost a year now.  

I know that I've made a lot of progress. Less tears, more of The Happy. Memories now make me smile and laugh. Some of my "new" future is becoming clearer. The house projects are getting wrapped up. And I may have mentioned a time or twenty that I'm going to Ireland this summer.

Moving on. But not forgetting. Because D will forever have his handprint on my heart.

Welcome, summer. Let's make up for last year.


Buttercup said...

Wonderful summer wishes! I look forward to reading about all the good times for this summer. Rest, relax and enjoy!

Dawn said...

I breathed a deep sigh for you as I viewed your packed up classroom!

I am slightly envious that you are traveling to Ireland - that's the country of my heritage and on my "bucket list" of places to visit someday.

We're traveling now, too, visiting family. I'll call you when I'm back in few weeks and see if you're up for coffee, lunch or maybe some gingerbread pancakes.

Be blessed!

Susan Ramey Cleveland said...

It keeps striking me how much we have in common. I too would be on my way to Ireland this summer if I hadn't decided to redo the house instead. I'll probably go next summer.
Keeping you in my thoughts as you approach the first anniversary of your loss. I hope the second year is easier--for both of us.