Angel Day (3)

Three years ago our family of 4 became a family of 3--at least on this Earth.  I will not stop recognizing being a family of 4.  Not everyone will/can understand this but some will because I know too many other families that have experienced a loss like ours.  Until the majority of the world experiences this kind of loss, we will be in this minority and deal with it in any way we can.  Much of the world thinking they know how we feel, or wonder why we are different people than before, or not knowing how to 'handle' us now that we have lost a child.

I've neglected this blog since we lost Colin.  In a way I wish I had kept up with it so I could look back and remember those fresh days, weeks, months.  But it would have been too painful to sit down at a keyboard and write feelings, observations and what and how we were doing back then and it would be too painful to re-read, I'm sure.  I've been trying to talk myself into doing this for months now and I kind of promised Colin I would get back to it as a way to document our life and to get down to 'paper' memories of Colin.

Grief.  I don't even know if I'm doing it right.  I know I'm a stuffer; I don't tend to show the feelings of my heart to the outside world--even to those closest to me.  I have a couple of friends that I talk to on the phone and they know if I ever get quiet, I am just not able to talk at that moment and tears are probably rolling down my face.  They know.  Other people in my life can almost see the pain in my heart (I'm only talking for myself here but I'm sure it's the same with Gene and Casey) and I know it hurts them very much and they don't know what to do or how to help.  I don't know what I need either.

Every second of every day I have a hole in my heart that physically hurts and sometimes I wonder if an Xray would show that there is certainly a piece missing.  Some days I laugh and smile and feel happy.  Joy-that's another thing.  In a weird way I have experienced it with Casey when he accomplishes something or when he laughs so hard he cries, but even that Joy is tampered.

That's about all of that I can write right now.

I want to talk about today.  "Wear Blue for Colin" is a Facebook event that our dear friend started for us 3 years ago.  Each year it is shared among our friends and family and friends of friends, and--you get the idea.  My Facebook feed is filled with people I love from near and far, and those that I may know through the SMA Community and/or the Internet.  People have shared their remembrances of Colin, sent their thoughts and prayers to us, and donned themselves in blue, or somehow conveyed that they have thought of our family today.  Wow.  It's pretty powerful and there are no words to express how much it means to have our Colin thought of and remembered.

I love this picture of Casey at or Cure SMA Walk N Roll 2017 with the picture of Colin on his chair behind him.