Monday, March 24, 2014

Riding and Other Things

We took the training wheels off Rachael's bike tonight and went for a ride around the block. She was fairly freaked out, but I think she was starting to have fun and gain some balance by the time we made it back home. I think she'll do better once we get a bike that fits her. The one she has is from 2 years ago and she's definitely outgrown it. I wish we'd have gotten pictures tonight, but my hands were kind of full holding Rachael up.

About halfway through, both Patrick and I had a bittersweet moment. Teaching Rachael how to ride a bike was something we both had envisioned Patrick doing, but now he doesn't have the endurance for it. I feel like I have been living in an almost constant state of mourning for a long time now. There are  so many little things that pop up and remind me of the baby that I don't have like finding burp rags while cleaning or Rachael telling strangers in the grocery store about her dead baby brother. And times like tonight when I end up doing what I imagined Patrick would when I dreamed of our life together. I have days and sometimes weeks that are ok, but then something sneaks up on me again.

This is hard, and I'm sorry for the downer, but I needed to say it. I'm not sure what else to do than what I'm doing: living and trying. It's not hard for me to believe that things will be ok, but it is hard to find hope.

On a related note, now that the ground is no longer frozen or muddy, they were able to place the marker on Gary's grave. I think it turned out beautiful.

2 comments:

Steph said...

I know this post is old, but I'm just catching up and wanted to say I love you. I really, really do. My heart still breaks for you, and I hope you're finding yourself feeling a little better each day. If not, I don't blame you, and I want you to know I'm thinking of you, my friend. Love, Steph

JamieG said...

Thank you.