Day 128 of 365 Days of Being Thankful
Today I am thankful for writing this blog and being inspired to write it by my friend Deb. I started writing a Thanksgiving month blog because I was inspired by her.
And I enjoyed writing it so much that I decided to write a year of thankfulness blog! This blog has become so much fun for me. It has made me notice more, think more, listen more, and find the humor and interest in little things. Life is so much brighter and more vivid when I think about all I have to be thankful for. I like writing as if I was an observer of my own life. When I observe my life closely, I feel truly fulfilled and blessed, with the huge exception of losing my beloved daughter Amy. That will never change. The grief is ever present but maybe a little softer now and part of the new normal of my life. So far, I have not had a day when I couldn't think of something to be thankful for..............BUT it could happen!
I have fabulous family members and friends. I love my house and the book clubs and bereavement groups I belong to. I hate going to the gym but I do it. I think I need to do more to help others. I run the bereaved moms daytime group and I feel like I am helping others but I think I need to do more. I will have to think about what more I can do.
Last night I went to a bereaved parent meeting. On Saturday, Priscilla and I met two bereaved moms when we were out at garage sales. Priscilla told the moms about our evening support group. One of the moms came tonight! We were so glad she came. She lost two adult children, one to a hit and run driver and one to a drug overdose. I think she will come to the meetings on a regular basis. We mostly discussed Joe Biden's book, Promise Me, Dad. I read the book a few months ago, it is a powerful read written by a political leader who suffered the greatest tragedies, but still lived his life as a loving father, husband, and leader. Carol read several passages and we discussed them. Joe Biden is an example of grace and kindness in living with the loss of his first wife and baby daughter, and then losing his adult son, Beau. At the bereaved parent meeting, Ginny, a bereaved mom told us a story that recently happened to her and her family. I am known as the group skeptic. On her deceased son's birthday, she and her family sang happy birthday to him. When the song was over, the candles on the brownie went out and then came back on. A breeze or rush of air could have blown them out, but how could they have come back on? Her husband asked if they were trick candles, but they weren't. Doesn't sound to me as if it could happen but I know Ginny is honest so who knows??
I have fabulous family members and friends. I love my house and the book clubs and bereavement groups I belong to. I hate going to the gym but I do it. I think I need to do more to help others. I run the bereaved moms daytime group and I feel like I am helping others but I think I need to do more. I will have to think about what more I can do.
Last night I went to a bereaved parent meeting. On Saturday, Priscilla and I met two bereaved moms when we were out at garage sales. Priscilla told the moms about our evening support group. One of the moms came tonight! We were so glad she came. She lost two adult children, one to a hit and run driver and one to a drug overdose. I think she will come to the meetings on a regular basis. We mostly discussed Joe Biden's book, Promise Me, Dad. I read the book a few months ago, it is a powerful read written by a political leader who suffered the greatest tragedies, but still lived his life as a loving father, husband, and leader. Carol read several passages and we discussed them. Joe Biden is an example of grace and kindness in living with the loss of his first wife and baby daughter, and then losing his adult son, Beau. At the bereaved parent meeting, Ginny, a bereaved mom told us a story that recently happened to her and her family. I am known as the group skeptic. On her deceased son's birthday, she and her family sang happy birthday to him. When the song was over, the candles on the brownie went out and then came back on. A breeze or rush of air could have blown them out, but how could they have come back on? Her husband asked if they were trick candles, but they weren't. Doesn't sound to me as if it could happen but I know Ginny is honest so who knows??
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