Glo

So September is a hard month for me. I think it won't be and then it is. I just can't seem to get away from it. First her birthday was the 2nd. This year it landed on the same day of the week as her last birthday, 6 years ago when she turned 30. How can I possible remember that? The day before was labor day and I found out I was pregnant that day. That same week I got an email from her saying her roommate had thrown her a 30th birthday party but didn't know how to get in touch with us. I was actually relieved. I was tired apparently from the pregnancy and wasn't up for it anyway. Although, had I known that she would die two weeks later.....
The 17th. I remember nothing about that day except the phone call. The kind you see on tv where the person just falls to the floor. Poor husband had no idea what was going on and I could barely get the words out.
You would think 6 years later it wouldn't hit me as hard but it does. It does this month, that day. The rest of the year I remember the good stuff. I remind myself that I will see her again in heaven. But that day I think about the things I miss. And it makes me sad knowing my kids will never have an "Aunt Glo", will never know her and won't be able to appreciate the impact she made on my life. I knew her for 12 years before she died and it wasn't long enough. One thing this taught me is to appreciate each day. I don't always remember that lesson but she didn't take anything for granted. She really lived every moment in a way I have never seen anyone else do. And also to appreciate my friendships. I forget to tell people how much they mean to me. But everyone who I have told about this blog is someone I trust and am very grateful to have in my life. So in case I haven't told you recently, thanks for being there for me and sharing this journey with me.