I love the signs. They are everywhere if you’re open to them. I picked up a book about a girl who lost her mom to breast cancer. There’s a brother character named Bennett.
I’ve been feeling super guilty lately. Have I been grieving enough? Do I think about Benny enough? Have I been a good mom to Darcy today, a good wife to Parker? I’m trying so hard to be everything that my family needs, and pay bills, and fight insurance and do laundry, dishes and renovate the house. I’m in the present, in survival mode. Feeling like the worst mother because I’m not missing my son enough. I can’t hold it together and miss him though.
My friend Mac called to chat. I was telling him that Darcy was having a tough time and he can relate because his kids lost their mother. He told me that he just had to keep moving forward for the kids, be in the moment. It took him a few years for it to really hit him. He told me not to feel guilty and just keep doing what I’m doing, that I’m a good mom. He said he had a feeling that he needed to call me, that I needed to talk.
I don’t know how he knew what I was feeling, I hadn’t even said the words aloud to Parker. It’s funny how the Universe has it’s way, although, I’m sure there was a little help from a beautiful curly headed blue eyed boy and his grandma. My god, I miss you Benny.