How can 2 years feel both so long and so short?

In our grief support group tonight we had to write on a sheet of paper, In Memory of ... with your loved one's name there and then write things you thanked them for.

So it was very difficult to write the first line (can't even write it again tonight) but easy to write things.

Pretty quickly though I went from being melancholy to writing that I thanked her for Mom and Dad's green curtains.

When it was pretty much down to the two of us left at home, we played some game, maybe UNO (?) in the den all the time. We decided to raise the stakes and then started playing for more than just a score. We started playing for the lovely decor in this traditional 80's or was it 70's "family" room.

One of our favorite things to play for were the LINED green rubbery drapes.

Other choice things were the couch with the horse or cow head, the coffee table with the wagon wheels and of course the peel and stick vinyl.


Our grief support group tries to guide you through the mourning process.

Each week we have had homework to work a little further through this terrible process.

One of the assignments was to bring a picture.

Somehow I just could not bring a picture. I haven't even been able to look at one for too long because this would make it real.

I did tonight and each picture captured her smile which broke my heart.

Too real tonight. More another time.