I haven’t written a lot. I’ve been in a weird place. Things have happened that I’m not ready to talk about yet. Let’s just say that I’m done with the Universe…for the moment. We’re no longer friends.
But I digress, because today is a good day.
We have been blown away by the continued love and support of our friends and family. They have grieved alongside us and helped us to heal. They are missing Bennett as much as we are, yet they have continued to put us first. These people show up, hold our hands and hearts as we continue to muddle through this year. There has been so much love.
Today my heart is so filled with the love of people that were mere strangers before November 8th last year. These people stepped forward and made it their mission to put a smile back on our faces. They donated their time and resources to make our lives better in whatever way they could. We’re overwhelmed by their love.
Today is a good one, in a sea of loss. Today I am able to look at our lives and appreciate all that we have and smile. Thank you for that, all of you that made today possible.
For the past 2 years we’ve had an open house at Parker’s shop. It’s been a day of food, fun and well, cars. It’s hard to think that Benny won’t be with us this year dragging his blanky all around the pavement, or walking up and shaking hands with our guests. I miss that personality of his.
In Benny’s memory, this year we have added a ‘cruise’ to the Open House. Benny loved being at Parker’s shop and just being around the cars. He would try to grab keys and would stand outside of the cars impatiently saying ‘open’ so that I would open the door and let him get behind the wheel. Even at 17 months, he was a gearhead.
We will be cruising through Historic Holden and Princeton, enjoying the mountains, farmland and architecture. This is an homage to our little man, who would have liked nothing other than to be there with us on this journey.
100% of the proceeds of this event will go back to the Greg Hill Foundation, who supported us when we needed it most. Landmark Article
‘Give me a break let me make my own pattern
All that it takes is some time but I’m shattered
I always turn the car around
All that I feel is the realness I’m faking
Taking my time but it’s time that I’m wasting
Always turn the car around’
We went to our first wedding since the accident in August. Weddings in general make me emotional, I’m a happy cryer. You get to witness two people pledging their life and love for one another surrounded by the support of friends and family, it doesn’t get much better.
It was a close friend’s wedding, Parker was the best man and I was doing the reading during the ceremony, so unfortunately I had to hold it together. It had been so long since I had felt so much love and happiness that I had forgotten what it felt like. It seemed like the perfect day.
Then it happened. I didn’t see it coming and I was completely taken aback, I felt as if someone had slapped me in the face. They did the mother son dance to ‘Simple Man.’ I tried very hard to hold it together, but I had to walk out of the reception. I tried to go to the bathroom to breathe, but ended up outside on a park bench sobbing. I don’t think that I’ve heard that song since the accident. It was heartbreaking. Here I was facing everything that I lost. Thank goodness for good friends that come find you when you fall apart on park benches and cry with you.
I try very hard not to dwell on what never will be. I’m afraid that if I do it will destroy me. I already feel that I’ve been robbed of my graduation, wedding, birth of my children without my mom. Rationally I know that Bennett will never grow up, but until that moment I hadn’t thought about the fact that he will never get married, he’ll never know that happiness. I’ll never get that mother son dance. Pieces of a life never lived.