An anniversary of sorts
Today marks 6 months since my mother died.
It’s weird, usually, when time passes after a significant event, you usually say, “Wow, I can’t believe it’s already been x months since…”, or, “Wow, has it only been 6 months since…?”
This time, for whatever reason, 6 months seems about right. I don’t know if that means something, but, I’ve never really felt like that before.
People have been telling me that 6 months is a really hard time, but, so far, it’s been OK. I saw my dad earlier today, and, he didn’t say anything, so I didn’t either. But, we were at a basketball game, and, that’s not usually what you talk about when your kid’s team is so painful to watch that you wonder how they found their way to the gym.
Um, tangent…but, we somehow managed to win.
Anyway, I’m sure he’ll go to the cemetery tomorrow, I think he goes a lot of Sundays, that’s just his routine. I’ve been a couple of times, but, it just doesn’t do anything for me. I know some people are big cemetery go-ers, my family just never has been.
Sometime, I’ll tell you about her death, she really gave us a great gift, and, taught a lot of people that there’s nothing to fear.
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