This quote really resonated with me. It describes me and my grief so well. I can “handle” the hard days and the big milestones. Why? Because I can prepare for them. It’s the little things that hit me out of the blue. That’s when I lose it.Like the first time Nick put on his football helmet and walked around the corner to show me. It was this year; his first year of tackle football. He’s been wanting to play for as long as I can remember. Mike’s rule was that he could play in 8th grade. And this is the year.
I’m pretty sure Nick thought I didn’t really care about him in the helmet. I didn’t say much and walked away. What he didn’t know was that I was fighting like hell to hold back my tears. He looked exactly like Mike with that helmet on. And Mike loved football. He would have have been so excited to see Nick with that helmet on ready to take the field. Ugh!! The little things are definitely the ones that hit me hard. And probably always will.
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