Tag: time
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Day 113
Day 113 and we got the errands done. Today we did some running around. We went and picked up the surprise from our favorite bakery for tomorrow. We didn’t do much of anything after going and get the errands done which only took a couple of hours. We stayed at home and I got my…
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Day 104
Day 104 and it’s a shrine Have you ever looked at your surroundings where you live and really thought about how it’s a shrine to your life? As I’m jogging in place I’m looking at all of the pictures, degrees, memorabilia, extended family photos, and I’m just thinking how this is a shrine. We put…
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Day 103
Day 103 and it’s parade day. I had an organization contact me about my husband and they wanted to do a parade in his honor and present myself, and our children, with a check to help with minor expenses. This has been in the works for 2 months now and the day finally came. I…
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Day 97
Day 97 and I’m done fucking counting because it’s not helping. I know it’s another week without him. I know time is still passing, and I know how much time has passed, I’m just done fucking recording it. Those thoughts are not serving me in a productive manner so I’m letting it go. Again, I…
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Day 91
Day 91 and it’s been 3 months since he’s been gone. Don’t worry, no one called, text, messaged, stopped by, or anything else to check on us. I guess that’s just it then. They’ve moved on from it and are back in full swing to their lives but they miss him SO much lol what…
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Day 90
Day 90 and it’s been 13 weeks, 91 days, 2184 hours…it all just keeps adding up. I keep thinking of the time that’s passing and that’s exactly what it’s doing…passing. I’m still here with my 6 boys doing all of the things and he’s still gone, living in the ground as number 2 says. I…
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Day 84
Day 84 and my bike ride was more emotional than I signed up for lol Where my bike is I am in the same room that he took his last earth-side breath in. The wind-chime that was made for us with his face on it is right outside the window and constantly makes noise. I’m…
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Day 83
Day 83 and he’s been gone 12 weeks, 84 days, 2016 hours, 120960 minutes, 7257600 seconds. The time he’s been gone never gets easier. I’m still amazed that he has seriously been gone this long. Weren’t we just laughing about his entrance song when he was coming into our bedroom? Weren’t we just holding hands?…
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