As you probably noticed, I have been a little MIA lately. We just attended our fourth funeral of a close family member since December on Monday.
Kasey’s sweet Grandma Cheryl passed away very unexpectedly a couple of weeks ago. She was the picture of health at only 73 and had been helping me with the kids almost every day the week before she passed. It was all so sudden that I feel like Kasey, the kids and I are all still in shock.
When I envisioned my life five years ago, it never would have included the losses that we have had. From watching my mother in law bravely take on Ovarian Cancer and eventually loosing that battle in December to then loosing my Grandpa to Alzheimer's a month to the day after Jackie, and then a short two weeks later loosing my husbands uncle (also his boss of 16 years and lifelong neighbor) to Cancer as well (oh how I HATE cancer), and now Grandma Cheryl who held everything together after the passing of my mother in law (her daughter). But life threw us a curve ball (or four) and we are slowly picking up the pieces and continuing on with a new normal. With little kids you really don’t have a choice, life must go on.
I have learned to cherish every moment of every one of my relationships and now know that the most important things in life revolve much less around material things and much more around the people in my life that make me happy. They are what is important. They are who keep me going.
So even though sometimes things seem impossible, and even the littlest task seems overwhelming, I am forging on. Because I know that is what I need, what my kids needs, and what my husband needs, and I know that continuing to do the things I love will only help in the healing process.