Thankful Challenge: Day 24

The Don

10451848_10205205799138396_8661037064631316441_nToday I want to send thanksgiving to my Uncle Don. We lost too much time, but when we reconnected we formed a strong, close bond. From helping move until 5 a.m. to traveling with me to and from Southwestern Ohio, we’ve certainly had our fair share of adventure. I love you so much Uncle Don! Thanks for always bein’ there!

My uncle is pictured on the left. He is a good ol’ country boy. I wasn’t raised around him. My father’s family split in the 80’s and I didn’t find him until after I was married (1998). When the internet was in its infancy, we began chatting through Yahoo Messenger.

He and my aunt came to my house in Southwestern Ohio for my son’s 1st birthday. That was the first time I had seen him since I was a child. We talked almost every evening or when my son took naps. He as still working full-time and I was going to school.

When I divorced, he drove one of the Uhaul trucks. When I had to travel to pick up my son from visitation, he went with me. When I was sobbing at my house all by myself, he was online with me trying to comfort me. I won’t forget those acts of kindness.

Thankful Challenge: Day 20


1779753_10202802297452356_1281414486_nI am thankful for my Aunt Kat. She passed on, but I certainly haven’t forgotten her. I look forward to her visits while I’m dreaming and think about her all of the time. There are times when I catch her perfume on some of my clothing and it’s like she never left. I think about her every single day. Thanksgivings haven’t been the same without her.

Death is a part of life, but sometimes it is difficult for us to navigate through that sea of grief. Years can pass and at certain times, especially around the holidays, depression can creep up on us before we even realize it. None of the holidays have been the same without her.

I used to feel like that about my grandma, but I was a child when she left us. After that, my aunts and my grandpa kept our holidays together. Now, things are so different. And that makes me sad.

It’s hard to be thankful for bereavement, but it helps us realize we’re human. It also gives us something to look forward to. If you’re in the camp of the spiritualists, it tells you there is more beyond this world; a place where we can reunite with our loved ones. If you happen to be me, you don’t even have to wait. Those of us that are clairvoyant are visited constantly by not only our relatives, but many others who want to send messages or just feel that “human connection.”

If you’re not in the camp with us eclectic folks, I’m not sure how to explain death to you. When I was an atheist, I saw death as a permanent end. Not only was that a pretty dim point of view, but it had a tremendous impact on my mental health.

Either way you look at it, the loss of a loved one is painful and that is reiterated for us each day we go on without them. However, if we can look back on the good times with them, especially during the holidays, we may find comfort in their legacy. This woman left a legacy like no one else. She was a public servant and gave herself more than she had to. I miss her…