Remembering you, 6 months gone

On the sixth month anniversary of your death, I am practicing remembering your life with gratitude. It is a deliberate choice and it’s hard. It is easy to feel anger at those who abused you but harder to think it’s their loss that they didn’t know what you could become. For me, anyway.

Part of my exercise in deliberate gratitude has been to look at many pictures of your life. They do make me smile. I want to share them with everyone here so they can smile, too, and help me remember how lucky we were that you chose us. Thank you, my golden sweet potato. (And how fitting that the pictures I chose are snow pictures. You loved your snow so much!)

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The night before you became a tripawd, asleep with me in our hotel room. You trusted me completely, and I thank you for that.
The night before you became a tripawd, asleep with me in our hotel room. You trusted me completely, and I thank you for that.