Six Months Today

Grieving the loss of a loved one is difficult.  Two simultaneously, doubly hard.  Six months today.  Both of them in or around my thoughts most of the day.  Some of the night.  Grief still residing deeply in so much of my being.  Eased at times by the knowing they are together.  That was Michael and Kelly's destiny.  Finding a measure of comfort in this.  Also buoyed by their smiling faces when asking them for help with all of this.  Diesel on occasion showing up with his grin.   Envisioning them watching over all those who loved them, with pride.  Observing us carrying on to best of our ability.  One hundred percent behind us.  And always in our hearts.

Asking For Help

Our assignment was to have Michael's eulogy ready by Sunday afternoon when we would meet with the officiant for the upcoming memorial service.  We had spent all day Thursday, as well as Friday morning, creating the obituary and felt absolutely drained.  How could we possibly tackle the even larger task before us?  On Saturday morning I was standing at the kitchen sink looking out the window when it hit me.  I could ask for help. I immediately knew who that perfect person would be. I called my best friend/"sister" to see if she would be able to take on this incredibly difficult job. She's an amazing writer, has known Michael his whole life, and due to a previous commitment that is taking her out of the country, she will be unable to attend the service in person.  Through her tears, she agreed and told me she would be honoured to do that for us. Yesterday she arrived here with her gift of a beautiful tribute to Michael.  I have come a long way over the years in terms of even being able to accept help from others, to now arriving in a place of being able to take it even one step further and ask for it. This is part of my growth in all of this crazy.