June 29 is that day. My nephew had passed away and usually it will just come to me automatically. For some reason, I did not remember it nor it came to me. Does this mean, that finally the healing and closure has come to me? I feel that I have finally accepted it and I had moved on.
It is not that I don't think of him, it is that feeling of not being so sad anymore. It is knowing that he is at peace and I believe that. While I was at my sister's place in May, we started to talk about opening a box containing his stuff. We were going to do it and then we just forgot. I even asked my sister. will the contents of the box make us cry?
I have a picture of him with me taken when I visited them in Toronto and I have that on my night table. I only had put it there this year and I don't cry now when I look at it. Sometimes, I think of what he would be like if he were alive and what he would be doing. At times I think of all the electronic gadgets and wonder if he would have bought them. But most times, I look at the picture and feel at peace. So I guess time has finally healed this wound.
Gino, we will remember you always as you are in our hearts.
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