Monday, December 5, 2011
Days of Thanks #12
I am grateful for progress. Yesterday, I wrote about how, during our Christmas tree hunt and photo shoot on Saturday, I was momentarily paralyzed by grief over Hudson’s absence and guilt over having so much fun without her. But unlike times past, I recovered quickly and was able to enjoy the rest of our trip. I wrote a while ago about how my friend Sara had shared with me that in the wake of her son’s death and the birth of two more children, she’s had to learn not necessarily to ignore the grief, but to make it wait, to put it aside for the moment while she enjoys the life right in front of her. Saturday is the first time I can think of where I was conscious of actually doing that. A baby step, to be sure (particularly since the rest of the weekend went rather downhill), but I have to start somewhere.