I know that it’s been some time since I last posted anything. It’s hard, it really is. Between being so busy with life/work/home/family/everything-else, it’s easy to forget just how long it’s been since since posting last.
Henry turned six the last of January. He had his very first ever birthday party. This is a huge milestone as his Selective Mutism frequently makes things like this impossible. He still does not want to be sung to which doesn’t upset me any. I’ll let you in on a little secret: I HATE singing Happy Birthday or having it sung to me. HATE IT. I find it the most absurd tradition. I’ve never expressed it to my kids, but I’m so not upset by his decision to have everyone refrain.
On March 4, we hit the fifth anniversary of our son, Elias’, death. For some reason, this one was harder than the last couple have been. I don’t know why, well, maybe I do. I kind of wonder if it might not have something to do with Calvin turning four a few days afterward. There’s something about four… that age that Elias never reached. Well, that and others, but I think the fact that he died so close to his fourth birthday… that just weighs heavily on me. At least we’ve been able to get the other three boys to four – and beyond.
Also in March, Ceili Fey turned 14 which is incredibly hard to believe. It seems like she shouldn’t be just about to start high school.
It’s odd how, after a death like Elias’, time seems to go so slowly, yet so fast at the same time. I’m not sure how to explain it in any other terms. It may be something that is unique to the experience as I’m not sure that other “normal” people experience anything quite like it.
I should really try to post more frequently on here. I feel as though it’s been somewhat therapeutic in the past.
In any case, it’s now quitting time so I need to run. I just wanted to update you on the latest happenings in our lives. I promise I will try to do so more frequently.
Take care of yourselves, and each other.
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Ceili Fey was “asked out” today by a boy she met at the start of the year. I’m not sure how I should feel about this.
My initial, though useless, is to yell, “Stop it! You’re not supposed to grow up so fast!” *sigh* It’s hard to believe she’s 13 already.
You should have been 8 today. You should have been looking forward to summer break, to you and Noah walking Henry to kindergarten this fall. We should have been planning a party for you. Instead, in the morning, we’ll be getting ready to go to the cemetery, instead. Like we do every year for your birthday.
It never really gets easier, does it.
Happy birthday, Bow. I love and miss you so very much.