How do you measure a year in the life?

Yesterday was a year since it happened.

I didn’t realize it until the late afternoon, when E. and I were walking to swimming and he was telling me about the Valentine’s Day breakfast he was going to make, and I suddenly remembered where I had been the day before Valentine’s Day last year.

I was sad, for a moment. But it passed.

I am healing.

I will measure this year in love, not loss.

Breakfast, made by E.

Breakfast, made by E.



Filed under 2.0 Pregnancy, Grief, Loss, Three's Company

2 responses to “How do you measure a year in the life?

  1. The warmest, most sympathetic, most full of hope hug to you, my friend.

  2. You just popped up on my reader. That song is one which means so much to me and it seems to pop up just when I need it most. My young wife died at 26 when I was 27. We may not have had decades together, but, indeed, I measure her life and our marriage in love. A big hug to you.

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