
Paying Attention

It's All About the Laughter
Jim
wasn't one for the grand gesture, but he always could make me laugh.
One year he excitedly presented me with jewelry-type box. I opened it
and found a small plastic soldier that had been painted turquoise.
"It's an aqua marine!" he said. Aquamarine was our son's birthstone.
Later on, I got the real thing, but that silly plastic soldier is the
gift I remember most.

No one will ever make me laugh
like that, but that doesn’t mean I won’t laugh again. When you are grieving, you are also
surrounded by people who want to help, but aren’t sure what to do. The best thing you can do for yourself, and
for them, is to ask for what you need.
New "Firsts"
Recently I asked for a Girl’s Movie Night with some dear friends. We watched “Trainwreck” and howled at Amy
Schumer’s raunchy humor. Another weekend, I joined another group of friends for a quilting retreat. Being surrounded by colorful fabrics and
beautiful projects and loving support took most of the loneliness away. I also knew that I could just go and sit
quietly by myself if I needed to.
Navigating the landmines of
memory in the first year means creating new memories – different ones that are
filled with love and laughter. Love
comes in many forms, and it is waiting for us to reach out and claim it. If you
are struggling with a holiday, ask yourself “how can I make this one special in a different way?”
Aquamarine.....that is priceless!
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