Colette should have been singing ‘When I’m 64’ yesterday, she was born on 5/5/55 which everyone thought was a little bit special.
So yesterday was the first birthday without her. I went for a walk with my son and daughter to one of our favourite places, Bickerton Hill, it was very emotional.
In the afternoon we had a party with friends and family to celebrate as Colette would have wanted us too.
It is 13 weeks now, so far i have had the anniversaries of: our 1st date, our engagement, moving into our 1st house, (still there) 38th Wedding Aniversary and her birthday.
It’s not getting easier but i’m coping. I have had great support from family and friends, i check in here quite often even though i’m not a great contributor.
Following sugestions from other people here i started a journal which helps me.
I find the whatsyourgrief.com website very useful as well.
Here’s a couple of quotes:
- in the face of significant loss, we don’t “recover” from grief -
- when people try to assess how they’re doing in grief, they make the mistake of comparing themselves to the person they were before the loss (who, btw, you’ll never be again – and that’s okay) -
After 13 weeks it’s still terrible, but i’m functioning, i’m not ‘happy’, but i have a little joy in my life with my son and daughter, i feel that maybe i do care a little whether i live or die where as before i didn’t.
It will hit me later, everyones gone home now and i’m on my own. I’ll play some music which will set me off.
Thanks for reading my meanderings this far…i think maybe life does go on ?
What do you think ?