The first 27th.

Today is the 27th.

Charley passed away exactly one month ago.

Still processing.

The Lord was good in timing Bennett’s arrival.  What a precious gift to us all, including Charley.  And now to have this little smiler exploring and discovering… It sure has been a delight.

Every now and again I hear a song on the radio, one that we sang while supporting and loving on Charley in his last hours.  When that happens, my heart tugs a little.  I sigh and shake my head at what a shame this all was… the cancer, him only being 60 years old, Olivia being 14 and Donovan 16.  Just a shame.  But I don’t regret singing.

Momma indicated in a recent blog post of hers that in her grief, as time moves on, she doesn’t miss Charley less, but more.  I hadn’t realized that it would be so, but that makes sense.  Unfortunately.  He really was utterly smitten with her.

I was surprised to receive a few flowers and sympathy cards.  Having been so wrapped up in concern for Momma and my siblings, it hadn’t occurred to me that I’d need a chance to grieve his loss, too.  Hadn’t crossed my mind.  They feel more important to me.  Their loss seems greater and harder.

If you were’t expecting a more sober post today, I do apologize if I’ve bummed you out.  Please say a prayer for the family as everyone’s adjusting to the new normal.