September 13th – An Insignificant, Significant Day
Today is September 13th, 2021. Nothing truly notable. I woke up. I fed and sent the child off to school, I exercised, I worked, I made dinner, I watched a show on HBO, and now, here I am. Sitting up in bed listening to the late summer/early autumn rain falling outside, and missing my sister. My sister has been gone for precisely 2 years, 8 months and 14 days. When she first passed, I didn’t think I’d survive the first couple of hours, then the first few weeks, then the following months, etc… but I did. When people who had experienced loss constantly told me “It will get easier,” I didn’t believe them… but it did. When people told me, “You’ll never move on, but you WILL move forward,” I didn’t believe them… but I did. And even though I DID “survive,” and even though it has gotten “easier,” and even though I have “moved forward,” not ONE DAY has gone by where I haven’t thought of her. Will a day ever go by where I don’t? I hope not. She is the reason for SO many things in my life…. -The reason I’ve become a more patient person. -The reason I laugh harder. -The reason I smile bigger. -The reason I love harder. -The reason care more. -The reason I get over it. -The reason I forgive easier. -The reason I breathe deeper. -The reason I have more compassion. […]