“The pleasure of remembering had been taken from me, because there was no longer anyone to remember with. It felt like losing your co-rememberer meant losing the memory itself, as if the things we'd done were less real and important than they had been hours before.” ― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

Nothing like marking time.  First in days, then weeks, and soon...in months, followed by years.  The two month mark came and went the other day and as I commented to a couple friends, it seems like time has flown by, yet the moments of grief seem to creep by and I wonder how long they are going to last because the pain is deep, intense, and sometimes literally doubles me over.  Thankfully I know those will ease in due time as well.

I have been staying busy, traveling to see family and friends, watching football, having heart attacks over my Denver Broncos (HELLO?!?!?!?!), and most importantly, hanging out with Sweet Pea.  She continues to walk around at night crying, searching each and every room when I get home from work looking for Sam and probably Rocky.  Makes me very sad I am unable to tell her they are not here, yet I often wonder if she is able to see and hear things I am not because she certainly acts it sometimes.  Then again, this is Sweet Pea aka Little Turd we are talking about.

One thing I discovered is the amount of paperwork which keeps appearing is simply absurd.  For awhile it seemed like for every document I completed and submitted, five more appeared. And just when you are sure you are done...well...all I can say is, do not get too cocky.  Just today I found two more documents I need to complete and reminded myself of another item on the to do list I have been putting off.  Plus, I am still working on thank you notes for all the flowers, donations, cards, food, and everything else everyone did for both Sam and I. It is going to take awhile, mostly because my motivation level just is not what it used to be.  Eventually it will return.  

Also today a colleague voiced concern about me coming home to an empty house every night. I found myself telling her that it is okay because I just truly do not feel like being very social right now.  Like I mentioned before, I am staying very busy, but it is just me, or just me and Sweet Pea.  It is difficult to explain and I do not want anyone thinking I am sitting around feeling sorry for myself and crying my eyes out because that is not the case.  Mostly I just do not feel like talking to anyone, although I am always pleased when friends or family call even if I do not answer.  From what I understand, this too shall pass.  It is just part of the grief cycle and I have to let myself go through it. Book club is this weekend as is the Breath Easy Breakfast, so I will be getting out and about with my girlfriends and I am really looking forward to both events.

More than anything, I miss making memories with Sam.  People keep commenting on how much we crammed into the time the we had together.  We truly did a lot and created a boat load of memories.  Unfortunately, I am the only one enjoying the memories, yet I am so very grateful I have them and no one can take them away from me.

Plus, I think Sam is standing on the Oregon sidelines, if you know what I mean.  I am sure God and he had a long talk about how it is high time his Ducks won the BCS.

q'ua

A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and goes to bed at night, and in between does what he wants to do. Bob Dylan

I am told the pain lessens as time goes by. In fact, I know it does.  Just wish time would hurry up. Each day I miss Sam just as much as the day before.  How I handle it, though, improves each day.  I could ramble on and on about how much I miss him, so I will not bore you with that.  Just suffice it to say, every day is subtly different, not easier, just different.  There is an overbearing sadness within me yet I do my best to focus on happiness.  It is not only what I want but what Sam would want as well.  Make the most of each and every day...it is what we all should be doing

Tomorrow is a new day and I cannot wait to see what it brings.

q'ua