It's just one of those days.
I go to work, and I think I'm doing okay there. I do my best and I seem all right.
But I feel drained when I leave, like I'm slogging through the mud, and it's almost more than I can do to put one foot in front of the other.
I get in the car, and well, coming home today was hard again (or still?).
It's been such a dreary, dark, cold, gloomy day. Did the weather match itself to my mood, or was my mood influenced by the weather? Who knows. I just know I was freezing, both inside and out.
When I got here, there was a package from my sweet sister-in-law with a note. She said that when she packed up Christmas, there were a few things she couldn't bear to put away, so she sent them to me with "hugs from heaven."
How could she have known?When I stopped by your grave today, I tried to see you. I couldn't. You seemed so far away.
But she reminded me.
Cards with "Joy" on the front, a metal sign "Joy" and a heart-shaped keyring, some silk pansies.
You, my boy, you embodied JOY. I needed the reminder.
So I will try to smile through the tears, and hold your memory close. After all, you are "Compatible With Joy."
Such a blessing to so many, to me.
I love you.
Miss you, too.
Love,
Mama
- "Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another."– George Eliot
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