I was wondering if any of you have experienced the following: the anniversary of Byron's death was 29 June 2010 - and except for one person, no one called or contacted me that day.
About a week later, I received several contacts from friends and family saying, "well, I didn't want to disturb you on that day; I thought you might be too upset, etc, etc, etc"
I guess this surprises me - I _wanted_ people to remember; I _wanted_ people to take note of the date - one person told me, "I didn't want to hear you crying...." Okayyyyyy.
I awoke early that day, cried for about 15-20 minutes, opened my Memory Box, looked at his baby pictures, our wedding pictures, his doctoral graduation pictures - then got ready for work, because it is The Summer Of Oil And The Great Data Center Move Of 2010 (my company is moving its data centers, and I am in the thick of it)
I have a peace about his death - it was his time to go, and even though I miss my Old, Tired, Decrepit White Man With No Gluetus Maximus - he is not in the absolute agony he was in, anymore, and I am glad for that!
Peace, comfort, healing and blessings be upon you all - Yaca Attwood Perkins