Thanksgiving

So the first family holiday without my mom has passed...it was hard but not as hard as expected. Do I miss her? Everyday without a doubt but I have a feeling that my faith changes how I feel about her passing. Dad shed a few tears at dinner on Sunday and I think he was feeling kind of sad but overall, it was just nice to have the family together. I know intellectually that she didn't want to live if she was going to be in pain and not be able to enjoy life. I saw her suffer for the last year and she wasn't able to be the person that she wanted to be. Knowing that she isn't in pain any longer helps to lessen the saddness I feel.

The hardest thing though is knowing that Abbi won't ever get to do trips with her and my dad. She won't get to stay at grandma and grandpa's house for vacation...she won't get to know what it is like to have grandparents. Are there any surrogate grandparents out there?

It didn't help that all of us were sick with colds this weekend. Steve didn't really suffer too badly but Abbi and I were both pretty sick. Monday was the worst for me. I actually went to bed at 7:30pm Monday night and got lots of sleep. It was badly needed because Sunday night, Abbi was up basically the whole night.