November Blues
I hate to be a downer here, but
November is a stressful month for me.
It signals the coming of the holidays, a time without certain family
members. I lost my mom and my
sister to breast cancer in December, 17 years apart, and I can’t help feeling
that sense of trepidation November brings reminding me of their loss.
I love the smells of November –
that just-right scent of browning leaves, the apple freshness in the air. I love the light, a richer orange to
every sunrise. I love pumpkin pie and
turkey. I just wish Mom and Audrey
were here to share them with me.
These warmish November days were
the last ones my sister could walk, and we’d crunch through the leaves in the
backyard and laugh together, despite her pain. We had long conversations about the cycle of life, how we
were witnessing this part where everything was going into a long sleep. I often think about how she herself
soon entered her next cycle of life, and what it might have felt like
contemplating that.
With my husband and daughter, I
think how lucky I am to still have beloved family members. Grateful that I can still feel love,
despite my anger at the disease that stole my best friends.
They are always with you Julie...and the sleep is only temporary, as the trees lose their leaves and the weather turns cold..it is only temporary...its all only sleeping..and so are our loved ones ...they are with us always.
ReplyDeleteTough month for you, dear author. Care for yourself well, let your loved ones care for you well. I believe the ones who have passed from this life would ask no less for you.
ReplyDelete~Otter-ly-Caring.
Beautiful post.
ReplyDelete((((hugs))))
ReplyDeleteJulie, thank you for sharing about your loss - I hope the sharing helps. Take care of yourself.
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