Almost a year

Tonight we head to Harrisburg to visit my cousin and his wife.  Tomorrow will be a year since my Mom died.  It seems fitting somehow to be with one of her only surviving cousins a year to the day she died but it'll be sad, too.  The day snuck up on me...I have been so busy lately, one of the ways I avoid or take a break from grief, that I just realized how close the day was.  I will call my father tomorrow to see how he's doing with it.  I hope he'll be with his girlfriend at least part of the day. She's dealing with her own grief as well.  Sometimes it feels as if there is no end to it. But I do continue to heal, both physically and emotionally.  My bike accident injuries have really come along well and even the nagging fatigue  is dissipating.  In a  few weeks, I will be less busy and able to concentrate more on resting up and continuing the healing process.