Michael and I had planned a trip to London this spring, and I'm on the trip now. London is a beautiful city, and I am having a wonderful time. I have thought of him often during this trip, and wished he was by my side seeing the sights. Thursday I went to Westminster Abbey and lit a candle in memory of him. It was just a small gesture, but I said a little prayer for him and thanked God for allowing us to have nine years together.
Today was a perfect London Saturday afternoon. After having a late breakfast at a cool neighborhood restaurant, Tim and met up with Phen and walked through the National Portrait Gallery. We then walked outside and enjoyed feeling the warm sun. We went to a couple pubs, had a couple pints, and watched the hot men parade by. Tim and I took the tube and got off at South Kensington and while riding up the elevator, I saw my Facebook friend Larry riding down the elevator. He saw me at the same time, so we rounded back down and chatted for 15 minutes and arranged to meet up tonight. Tim and I stopped at a cupcake store and had a tasty afternoon snack. We then walked back through several lovely London neighborhoods back home.
I think often of Michael and know he is with me on this trip.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Celebrate Michael's Life on His Birthday
Saturday is May 14. It would be Michael's 46th birthday. I am planning on having Michael's closest friends and some family over to have a small lunch and celebrate Michael's life by scattering some of his ashes in the back yard. He spent hours in the back yard, manicuring the grass and plants, pulling weeds, and getting his hands dirty. He often said gardening was the best way for him to clear his mind of life's stresses and relax. His labor was evident; our back yard is a site to see.
Some friends have chosen not to come for an assortment of reasons, which I understand. Some have also said that they've already said good bye to Michael and don't feel they need to do it again and again. Saturday isn't time to say goodbye. We have already done it. Saturday is a time to remember him and everything he did and how he impacted my life and the lives of so many others.Taking this step and celebrating his life and scattering his ashes is part of my grief process.
I think of him most of the time and still miss him. However Saturday isn't a time to dwell on sadness. It's not a time to cry and wallow. It's a time to tell stories, laugh, and remember the 45 full years of his life. It's a time for friends and family to come together and be close and feel his spirit as we release his ashes into one of the most sacred places in his life. The back yard meant so much to him -- he spent hours back there cultivating life and now a part of him will always be there helping those plants grow for years to come.
Some friends have chosen not to come for an assortment of reasons, which I understand. Some have also said that they've already said good bye to Michael and don't feel they need to do it again and again. Saturday isn't time to say goodbye. We have already done it. Saturday is a time to remember him and everything he did and how he impacted my life and the lives of so many others.Taking this step and celebrating his life and scattering his ashes is part of my grief process.
I think of him most of the time and still miss him. However Saturday isn't a time to dwell on sadness. It's not a time to cry and wallow. It's a time to tell stories, laugh, and remember the 45 full years of his life. It's a time for friends and family to come together and be close and feel his spirit as we release his ashes into one of the most sacred places in his life. The back yard meant so much to him -- he spent hours back there cultivating life and now a part of him will always be there helping those plants grow for years to come.
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