Today is the 27th.
Charley passed away exactly one month ago.
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.