Happy 28 earth birthdays plus 4 heaven birthdays. It’s hard to believe you would have been 32 today. We all miss you and love you so so much! We will always celebrate the joyous day you were born.
Always and forever,
Your loving parents
I woke up from a bittersweet dream this past Sunday morning. I had gotten to hug sweet beautiful grinning Melissa while I slept that Saturday night. It was one of those dreams that was SO real and so vivid that I woke up in a panic worried it would be gone the second I tried to grasp at its receding threads.
The intro to the dream wasn’t all that interesting…I was working a long day at the hospital. People I was working with were talking about someone outside protesting (this lines up with political protests that had happened that Saturday morning in Wausau…to somewhat clarify my brains context). No one really said much, just that someone was out there protesting.
I must’ve been between procedures so I walked to the main entrance of the hospital and walked out the doors. And there standing at the bottom of some steps was…
It doesn’t get any easier at the three-year mark of Melissa’s passing. It’s interesting and says a lot about her that in the end she was concerned about how I (Mom) would be “after.” So I try to live my life so that Melissa doesn’t worry about me. It is hard work living with only memories of her!
A way of thinking that helps me came from one of our favorite people we knew for a short time - Social Worker John at the University of Michigan Hospital. When he visited Melissa daily in the hospital, he talked with her about what he called “her story” she had written and what she hoped to write. I loved how he talked with her, truly interested in her life story; he made her feel worthwhile, important, valued. And I loved my new thinking about her life as “her story.” He had such…
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