Firsts are for the birds....
Nov. 6th marked ten months since Mommy died. Every day without her is a first, but there are some monumental ones coming up this month. Our first thanksgiving without her. The first celebration of her birthday is soon on the fourteenth. We were married on the 27th of the month. It is positioned neatly between two Baha'i HolyDays so these will not be celebrated with her either.
There's the upcoming Xmas with family, New Years eve. And I guess this is the first year I have not even thought about going deer hunting. Just not the same anymore. I have been going through some of the boxes she had filled over the years. Yikes! Some oooold stuff in there!!!! And for the first time in my life I have not wanted to go to work for any of the health care systems I live near.
They are so stuck in the old world order. Still dictating terms of their eminence in a world of 'who cares'. I keep asking myself the old Telly Sevalas question..."Who loves ya baby?".