We went bowling Monday 5/27 for Gracie's birthday. We had the whole Jensen family there. It was good to celebrate together but oh how I miss my little girl. I printed out pictures from when we went for Izsak's birthday. I put them on a poster the Primary made and hung it in the party room. I thought it would make me feel better but it doesn't. I cried a few times but held it together for the most part. I love being around my family. Although they grieve for Gracie they acknowledge my grief and don't' try to "one-up" me like others have.
I am just so sad. Yesterday was horrible. It was the first day of summer. I ALWAYS looked forward to summer and reconnecting with the kids. But summer is here and my Gracie isn't. I know I need to get up and get going for the other kids but I just can't. I miss her so much.
On her actual birthday (5/28/2013) it rained. It made me sad but then on my way to her grave (after Jeremy's family had all left from having cake) I saw a rainbow. Then yesterday after such a hard day I saw another while I was standing right at her grave. Little tender mercies.
This is my identity now and it bothers me. I feel like a failure of a parent because I couldn't keep my child alive/safe. Do others feel that way about me? I'm glad I found the journal entry from before but sometimes I even doubt the significance of that. The demons enter my mind and my thoughts become irrational. I just can't believe Gracie is really gone and my life must continue without her.
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