There are dates scattered throughout the year that will bring a renewed sense of grief after you've suffered a loss - birthdays, holidays, anniversaries.
June 2023 was a bad month for me. Lissa's birthday, our friend anniversary, Best Friends Day, and the death anniversary of our beloved cat Oliver (who died in 2019) all fell within those 30 days. I limped through as best I could. There were a lot of tears.
In September 2023, I endured my first birthday without seeing well wishes from her, and that stung. Lissa's favorite season was autumn - on the first day of Fall, I cried all day.
She loved the song "When October Goes," so the end of October was painful. Christmas was rough as she loved decorating for the season and spoiling people with gifts.
New Years Day 2024 was difficult. I had read somewhere that people have a hard time with January 1 as it's the start of a year without their loved one. My friend Janet said that 2024 was the first year in over three decades where Lissa wasn't a physical part of our lives.
What were some of your "worst firsts"? Were any of them surprising?
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