is always a bittersweet day for me. The Kid was born on this date 30 years ago at 2:30 in the morning. About 18 hours later, my mom and dad were killed in a flash flood in the Big Thompson Canyon. All these years I have put on a happy face for The Kid, after all it is his birthday. But when I am alone I mourn. Now that The Kid is no longer at home I attend the memorial service held in the Canyon. You can watch a flash presentation of what they are now calling a 300-year event
here. Sorry, but I tend to get a bit melancholy at this time of year.
That has to have been so very difficult for you. I hope you have wonderful memories of them that you cherish.
ReplyDeleteNo need to apologize for your feelings. You have a lifetime of putting on the happy face to make up for now. Feelings are what they are, and grief will have its way eventually.
ReplyDeleteI have been thinking about you lately. I knew that the flood anniversary was approaching and that it might bring strong emotions. I checked the papers, but I did not find your personal story so I figured that you might want your privacy.
ReplyDeleteI've been wilting in the kitchen today, making pickles. My fabrics for the Cheryl Phillips workshops are in the laundry, and one of the bargello circles is taking over my sewing room.
Take care,
dsf
I have been thinking about you lately. I knew that the flood anniversary was approaching and that it might bring strong emotions. I checked the papers, but I did not find your personal story so I figured that you might want your privacy.
ReplyDeleteI've been wilting in the kitchen today, making pickles. My fabrics for the Cheryl Phillips workshops are in the laundry, and one of the bargello circles is taking over my sewing room.
Take care,
dsf
You have my sympathy. I read about this disasters. Thank you for putting a face on it for me. I'm glad you are now able to grieve openly. I think writing is valuable to that process.
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