Those trips out to the nursery were hard. The idea of
a memorial tree was hard.
Andrew’s death was actually getting harder for me as
we moved closer to his second death anniversary. The feeling was one of general pervasive distress,
with no direct link to the feelings.
One thing I did notice was that John and I started to
refer to things in the yard in relation to Andrew’s tree, to the right or to
the left, or in front of Andrew’s tree.
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