Doug said tonight that Monday was by far the saddest day since his Mom had died. It was the day that it finally hit him that this is forever. I felt terrible for him when he said this. Doug is one of the strongest men I know, and I hate seeing him hurt.
This week there were so many Heinisch events that I wanted to tell Jeanette about - Brett's return to college, Cal's purple sweater and tennis victories, Meg's first goal, Cam finishing the 4th Harry Potter book and close to being done with the 5th, me hemming a sleeve with a whip stitch and Doug's tireless devotion to his family. It was sad not to be able to call her. I know she was very proud of her family and loved to hear of their accomplishments no matter how small.
Meg had a dream last night that we had to go to another funeral for her Grandma Heinisch. She said she hated that part, but at the end Grandma was alive and well. I told Meg that I had several dreams like that about Granny and Paw Paw in the weeks after they died. I always chose to believe that it was their way of letting me know that they were alright and were still with me in spirit.
I hope Meg finds comfort in her dreams and Doug's memories stay with him forever. It has been a rough couple of weeks. I think our trip to Bloomington this weekend will be a nice break.
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