(I’m not sure why I never published this last year – actually I do but I’m not sharing the reason.)
August was a pretty important month for Dennis and me. We were married on my birthday, August 6th. (Are you into numerology? I’m a 1 and Dennis was a 5 – together 6 – and his burial site is A6 – August 6 our anniversary – mean anything? who knows) Anyway … so it was a little tough this year. So I am going to vent for a little while because I cannot believe how many stupid people I know.
I went to the cemetery and then came home and relaxed. I had a nice dinner for myself and then drank Prosecco in the hot tub.
I actually had someone tell me “…don’t take this wrong but I’m jealous of how well you are handling his death…” I’m not even sure how I wanted to take that but I did what I usually do, I ignored it. I honestly believe that if you have a good, honest, healthy, happy relationship with someone, and they pass, you heal a little easier or differently, because you have no regrets. If you have a screwed up relationship with someone, and they pass, you struggle because you have unfinished business, you need that “one more day” rather than wanting it. Neither process is easy, just different, and you never “move on” you simply “move forward”.