Hey everybody.
I started writing this post last night. I wasn’t sure what to write, so I read each of my posts from April 30th the past 7 years. I couldn't get myself to read the one from May 1st, 2015.
I feel a little like I'm out of words for what to say to acknowledge April 30th, 2023. My therapist recently asked me to describe my grief journey. And I told her that basically, at least the first couple years, I grieved with my words. They flowed out of my brain into my fingers and onto a babygoose blog post…a blog which had a very different purpose before April 30th, 2015. And then there are the 5 million pictures of the sun and sun rays on my phone. And the fact I still cry during the first hymn, no matter what it is, whenever I go to church.
And now, I'm just feeling kind of stuck.
I think part of it is that our life with the girls being so much bigger now is...harder than I expected, to be honest. With my loss of words, I also feel a loss of control. I assume that is a normal part of the parenting journey, and we are trying to embrace it and learn from it. But it is pretty exhausting sometimes!
The themes of the past 7 years of April 30th posts were:
1) Gratitude (of course),
2) Sun rays,
3) Music, and
4) What the girls (and all of us) have missed out on.
All this to say, all that is still true.
1) We have SO much to be grateful for. So so so much.
2) My early bird nature allows me so many opportunities for beautiful sun photo-ops.
3) Music always soothes my soul. Also, the previously mentioned church hymns.
4) What all of us have missed out on these past 8 years in incalculable. It's just one of those things you can't let yourself think about too much.
So. That is where I am at. And I have these photos I post every year…happy memories frozen in a time that seems so long ago.
I love you and miss you, Dad. ❤️
And now, a weekend wrap-up to share, because it is Sunday and that is just the normal thing to do. On this little babygoose blog, that started so long ago.
Saturday
I went for a four mile run, felt great, decided I could probably handle a half-marathon training schedule this summer again, and registered for one at the end of July.
We went to the Dahlen's school carnival and it was delightful.
Callie and I went to see Les Miserables at the high school, though she sat with friends and I was more of the chauffeur who crashed her party and sat alone. But enjoyed myself all the same. And even got a reminder about the persistence of the sun.
Sunday
We went to church, stopped by the cemetery, and went over to Auntie Yoda and Uncle Craigles’ for some art time and lunch.
Then we all headed to Como Zoo and Conservatory.
Getting a good pic of these four is a challenging task!
Then we went over to Uncle Dan and Auntie Hanna’s for dinner.
Between seeing family, and hearing from many people throughout the day, I feel well taken care of today.
Lots of love to you all. Have a good week.