We are two days into December and I already I can feel it. There is a darkness to this month that has nothing to do with our winter short days. There is a weight that drags along with me.
December 17 looms ahead. It will be two years. Two years since Henry left us.
But in this darkness, my light—Kathleen turns one. Her smile dimpled, different than her brother's, adds brightness. Her laugh makes me smile—even in this dark month.
I have been holding deep sorrow and great joy together, give each its due, knowing that each can stand on its own without muddying the other, but this month tests me.
December, my time to weep and my time to laugh; my time to mourn and my time to dance.
I'm feeling that way too right now. xx
ReplyDeleteThinking of you through your season of grief. I can't imagine when this gets any easier.
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What an emotional month for you. Sending (((((((hugs)))))) as December continues.
ReplyDeleteSo much caught up in this month for you. Wishing you gentle moments as you move your way through.
ReplyDeleteThinking of you and your children this month, Sara, as you mourn and dance.
ReplyDeleteI'm here too, abiding with you, Sara, as you navigate December, and I'm thinking of Henry and Kathleen.
ReplyDeleteThinking of you and Henry and Kathleen this December. xo
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