Tuesday, October 31, 2023

Halloween

Andrew loved Halloween. Candy, costumes staying up late, running around with friends!  I miss his happy face today. Andrew the child, the teen. The crooked smile, the smile of pure joy. I miss his eye rolls, his voice. 

I try to leave room on this snowy Halloween for the cute trick or treaters. I try to remember all the memories of Halloween in my life. Our own children take the most room. This remembering happy times feels sad. It’s a mixture these days not just sad. It's also the remembered acceptance of pain. Some days are just hard. 

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