Let’s Honor Jen’s Memory

August 17th; you have visited us once again.

Can you even believe that it  has been 6 years? I can’t. I live in a perpetual state of Jen’s passing feeling like it was decades ago, or last week. Memories of that whole week are intensely clear, or ever-so slightly foggy. And it’s not just me; other people I’ve talked to feel the same way. Grief must have it’s own clock.

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(Almost) 6 Years Later

Oh August, how I hate thee.

Yes, there are lots of family and friends birthdays to celebrate, but deep down I despise August.

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Something Blue

Yes, yes; I know. I haven’t posted in a while. I was a bit preoccupied with getting married❤

You may remember a while back I posted about how to incorporate Jen’s memory into our wedding. One thing I did was I used Jen’s old baton hair pieces as my something blue.

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Happy St. Patrick’s Day

In honor of St. Patrick’s Day, I found two pictures of Jen from when she twirled in the St. Patrick’s Day parade in New York City. Nif, along with the rest of the Silver Starlites, twirl with the Dover High School marching band.

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Bereaved Parents Made Me Angry

First and foremost, shame on me for not posting in a very long time.

Second, I’m ashamed that my Welcome Back post has a negative tone, but this is something that really upset me.

Like many of you, when I wake up in the morning, I take a few moments before my shower to check my phone. I review my emails, the news, Instagram, and Facebook. As I was scrolling thorough Facebook, I came across a post from the Bereaved Parents of the USA. Granted, I am not a bereaved parent, but this is the parent organization of a lot of helpful resources, and the organization that I have presented for a few times in the past.

As I was scrolling through my feed, I was dumbstruck by their post.

Mom, If you’re reading this,
this is the post that I was telling you about.

Please don’t click the link below, or scroll down to read more.
I don’t want this to ruin your day…

 

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Five (Very Quick) Years

Five years. Five, very quick years to be more exact. How is that possible? Sometimes I don’t think it even is possible, but alas, the calendar does not lie.

After last night’s restless night of sleep, and laying in bed this morning until I absolutely needed to get up, I thought about what I wanted to blog about today.

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Worst Day Ever?

I’ve seen this poem before, but today, it felt like it really hit home:

 

Today was the absolute worst day ever
And don’t try to convince me that
There’s something good in every day
Because, when you take a closer look,
This world is a pretty evil place.
Even if
Some goodness does shine through once in a while
Satisfaction and happiness don’t last.
And it’s not true that
It’s all in the mind and heart
Because
True happiness can be attained
Only if one’s surroundings are good
It’s not true that good exists
I’m sure you can agree that
The reality
Creates
My attitude
It’s all beyond my control
And you’ll never in a million years hear me say
Today was a very good day

Now read it from bottom to top, the other way,
And see what I really feel about my day.

No matter what is going on in your life, it all comes down to perspective.

If the internet and Mashable are correct; all credit goes to Worst Day Ever by Chanie Gorkin. (She’s in 11th grade!)

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