I have NEVER been one to forget things...my momma used to say that I had the mind of an elephant...I remember things that NO ONE would want to remember...like walking out of the bathroom in high school with toilet paper stuck to my foot fluttering in the wind as I walked...everyone that laughed, does not remember it today...boy I do, and they were my close friends that were laughing...
But here lately, I have CRS (Can't Remember Squatt). And it frustrates me. I NEVER had to use a calendar to keep up with dates, let alone birthdays, anniversaries, doctor appointments and so on. Now I don't go anywhere without my datebook. Is that sad or what. Than I get on here, thinking I have been writing on this blog and darned it...not in over a month. Can I say Crap and get away with it? I have no excuses. My brain just prefers to fart more than work...
Anyways, this is what has been happening...
On August 6th, Ashley and myself created an event for bereaved families, and we had a scrapbooking event. It was nice. Although secretly we were wishing for more people to show up, we had 6. I think that is a darned good start. Perhaps next year it will be bigger...we are praying...we would like to have an annual scrapping event for our Whispering Angels Bereavement Group.
On August 7th, Charlie had been gone for 20 months, but it always seems like yesterday. But I don't consider the 7th Charlie's day of death. I always think that the 13th is. That is because I buried my son on the 13th, his 9th birthday, and that was the day that I could no longer touch, hold or talk directly to his face. God how I miss that young man...I can honestly say the 13th of August was worst for me than the 7th.
Anyhows, it has been 20 months since my Charlie left this world and not a day goes by that I don't want to touch, hold, or laugh with him. He always had a smile on his face. Too bad I don't.
I have met some wonderful people with our bereavement group: Susan, Lori, Ashley and myself. I am grateful every week for our discussions...it reminds me that I am human, and suppose to feel like crap some days and I am allowed to smile. I just have to remind myself that I am allowed to smile and not feel bad for doing so. One day....
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