I can't believe that almost a year has passed since Brianna died. So many times I've heard how the first year is the worst...compared to what? ...I can't imagine it getting "better". This week I have tried to be "ignorant" of the date. Maybe if I don't look at the calendar I won't see "the" date that Bri died and remember everything that lead up to her death. But I DO remember. How could I ever possibly forget? I know she was struggling and I am glad that she is at peace but darn it, we miss her SO DARN MUCH. Her happy smile, she was so cute.
Last night I dreamt about her and my father (who is also deceased). In the dream my dad was busy taking photographs of everyone and Bri, well she was just there. I remember in the dream my sister (Sonya) wanting to hold Bri but I told her "no, don't you remember? she died....I want to hold her and I did, in my arms.
It's tough being strong sometimes. Tonight I met a man who is affiliated with Jerry's work. He asked me if I was Bri's mom (he already knew the answer) and immediately he started to apologize for bringing her up. I told him it was fine. Bri was REAL and i don't want for her to be forgotten. Apparently she touched his life like she touched so many others. Thank you for asking about our sweet angel girl.
To my dear friend Kathy, thank you from the bottom of my heart. You are the best friend ANYONE could possibly have.
As for Friday, September 3rd, I plan to meet Kathryn (her daughter lived 13 months with Trisomy 18) and go Atlanta Botanical Gardens, then lunch. Jerry will join me early afternoon for our time together to reflect on our blessed life with Bri. Our sweet angel baby girl.
God has been so good to us and for that we give great thanks.