We all deal with loss in different ways. HockeyBoy retreats to his room alone. GiftedBoy gets angry and takes it out on everyone around him – he’s a lot like his mother. Mr. Yankee gets either quiet or giggly, depending on the level of loss. I obsess about the loss in my thoughts and try to ignore the loss in my acts.
This holiday season marks the first without my grandma. She died last December 9th, and although we had Christmas without her, I think the family was still in shock from her death. Now, it’s not like she died unexpectantly – Lord, she was a month shy of her 99th birthday. But the loss of her life, her personality, just her was still too fresh. I didn’t send out Christmas cards last year, and I didn’t decorate the house at all. Sure we had a tree, but it was up and down very quickly.
Halloween marks the beginning of the holiday season for me, and for most of us. I am so not into Halloween this year. Again, we haven’t decorated – and not from the lack of both boys asking to do so. We just figured out costumes for the boys, I just bought the candy, and we just carved the pumpkins last night.
I don’t want to begin the holiday season.
I received a letter a week or so ago letting me know that my grandmother will be remembered at a special mass on Sunday, All Soul’s Day. I opened the letter, read it quickly, and then tossed it in the trash. I don’t need something special to remember my grandmother – I do it every day.
Then my dad sent out an email to the family about the letter. Drat. I was hoping I’d been the only one who received it. No I’m not that dumb; of course my father received it – the church knows about his connection too to her.
Will I go to this mass? I don’t know. If I do, though, I’ll have to make sure I wear my waterproof mascara.
Peace,
Kris
PS. Happy Halloween!