Sunday, December 19, 2010

I realized today that Christmas would be here and then gone before I knew it, and felt a surprising sense of uneasiness in the pit of my stomach. It isn't the holiday that I feel strange about, but the weeks that follow. In the short stack of days that stretched between the day after Christmas and the 9th day of January, everything changed.

They are just dates, I know that. But I still don't want to revisit them.


Hope's Mama said...

I absolutely understand.

Rita said...

Today was the second anniversary of the day we were told our son was going to die. January 14th will be the second anniversary of his death. The holidays are hard enough after losing a child, but to have all those anniversaries to deal with too is just hell. Hugs.