One Month Seems So Long and Yet, Time Flies

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Yesterday marked the one month anniversary of my father’s death.

I found a book, Healing After Loss, by Martha W. Hickman. It’s a small book, small enough to fit in your pocket, and has daily meditations – one for every day of the calendar year.

You don’t have to read a page a day – and you don’t have to start on today. Some of the days I’ve just opened up to a page to see what it had to say. Sometimes I read the day’s paragraph – and sometimes I read a few pages.

It sits on my bedside cabinet, next to a replica Faberge egg that holds the rosary from my father’s funeral. Dad got the rosary on a trip to DC at the National Cathedral. We needed a bunch of rosaries for the funeral and that’s the one I used. I asked Mom if I could have it.

Mom also asked me if there are other things of my father’s that I might want. I had no idea back then but now there are a few things I think I might like to have. Things that I gave Dad for various Christmases, Father’s Days and birthdays – a Ted Drewes t-shirt that he used to work out in [very ironical, I know!], maybe one of the sets of US Mint coins [he loved collecting coins].

I haven’t quite decided if I want those things… or if we’re having a memorial service here so Dad’s extended family who couldn’t make the funeral can pay their respects… but I know that I got through the first month. And that’s something.