May 2, 2010 10:13 am
Chelsea. It’s a year to the day.
The mourning has not gone well. I’ve grieved, and not. I’ve handled it, and not.
I can think of her without tears, but only rarely; because of this, I only rarely think of her.
She does help me with Bean, in trying to do better in recognizing and responding to her needs. I’m patient with Bean in a way I was not always with Chelsea.
I couldn’t see that she was dying, couldn’t see her.
I still can’t, in so many ways.
My sweet Chelsea still has something more to teach me. Perhaps by next year, I can finally let her rest.
Posted by absurdbeats
Categories: Musing
Tags: Chelsea, death, grief, life, something more
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Sorry to hear of your grief. I hope the lessons come soon to relieve you of the burden!
By geekhiker on May 4, 2010 at 2:12 pm
They’re like little Buddhas and I don’t think we ever really let them rest.
By Mo on May 6, 2010 at 10:32 pm
I’d just like to remember her and be glad, not sad.
By absurdbeats on May 9, 2010 at 10:12 pm