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Tue, Oct 27 10:16 AM

Here I am...

 

It's been a rough couple of weeks. First the good stuff: We got the call from CASA and were in for our first appointment with a child psychiatrist. So far so good and we have to go back in a month for the next one. Meantime, Squishy's having his extensive bloodwork done this time (hooray since I asked for that at the original docs...!) and we're going to try a couple of other things. He's got a fun new chew toy to use during the times he's most likely to eat something he shouldn't. I believe he's got it on right now! Everything is still busy but I think soon I will finally find some semblance of normalicy soon.

 

When we returned from the city last monday, I got the news that my Grandpa had died that morning. He'd been sick and not gotten better. (I had just told the doctor I was lucky to still have both sets of grandparents.) He'd been in the hospice care since last Christmas, at which time I had flown out to see him thinking it would be my last time. I've been priviledged to see him twice more since then. That being said, I knew that I wouldn't be able to go to his funeral and that I'd traded time to see him alive rather than to go to say goodbye after the fact. Even so, it's been difficult and I don't grieve well. Sunday, the day of his memorial service, I gathered my family at the appointed hour everyone else would be gathering, lit a candle and I said my own goodbyes.

 

I am remembering I can still talk to him and he is happy now. He is again young and free from suffering. Smiling and watching over me. Loving me.

 

I know time will make the pain soften. I breathe and I let him go.

 

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