“Year of Firsts”
That first year after a loved one passes away.
The first time going through any holiday without them — through an anniversary without them — through any birthday without them, especially their birthday.
Simply trying to go through any significant yearly life event without them, that first year, is tough on anyone.
This year, we have had to endure these “Firsts” once again. We had to first endure them when Mom passed away, nearly thirteen years ago.
Many times when a family goes through what I have often heard called their “Year of Firsts” they don’t have to consider a multiplier of two. This past year our family lost my Dad, to a tragic car accident and my brother, Stuart, to that vile and nasty monster, cancer.
Thankfully, I have some photos of some happy times in our lives…. a look at the other FIRSTS in our lives, back when I did not know the pain of having to be without these two wonderful men. Me, after my FIRST birthday, with my Daddy. And, my brother Stuart, at or near his FIRST birthday with me and our grandparent’s parakeet, Beadie.
A happier way to for me to look at a “Year of Firsts ….. Times Two”