Yesterday was Thursday - that was 26 weeks (yes I’m still
counting) - and today is Friday 29th June 2012 - 6 months to the day since our beautiful Carol left us.
I’m typing this on the train to London as I travel for the
second of the busy weeks I booked all that time ago.
My emotions have been running high after last week and
knowing that this date was fast approaching. There have been quite a few tears
since the Bruce shows – and after a few weeks of feeling a little more in control
it’s been like taking a step backwards. I know it’s all part of the process and
I know it will continue to happen – but that doesn’t make it any easier to deal
with.
I haven’t done very much soul searching recently – haven’t really
wanted to analyse how I’m doing or which stage I’m at. As I’ve said previously you
get used to a state of being – I’m learning what I need to do to get through
each day, and most of the time I can get through unscathed. But the last few
days have been a stark reminder of just how fragile my defences really are.
The Tuesday before I left for last weeks’ trip Jim and Samm
met me from work with baby and we went to the park. It was a lovely day and all
was good until a little boy, about 3 years old, walked past us with his Nana. A man then walked around the corner and the
little boy shouted out “Nana here’s Grandad”. The happiness in his voice was
clear for everyone to hear but those 3 words cut me down. I suddenly realised
that I’m never going to hear those 3 words from our Granddaughter - I’m never
going to hear Veronica shouting out to her Nana at all – and that hurts.
The last 6 months have been a blur – I can’t actually
believe it’s been 6 months to be honest. It doesn’t get any easier, in fact
some days it seems to get even harder – but that’s our reality and that’s our
life – and it needs to be lived……..somehow.
I miss Carol every second of every day – the ache in my
heart will never go away. I told Theresa last week that I was “broken” – there’s
no better word to use than that.
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