Gloomy day

I've been up since at least 10 a.m. We've been just sitting here, staring off into space. Ben, Cora's daddy, Johnny, Cora's uncle here to take care of Ben after his fall a few months ago, and I have just sat for hours. No television. Little talking. Once in awhile, one of us will speak, "Should we do something?" we'll ask.

Grieving in itself is difficult work. It's a 24 hour process at this point. I think about Cora constantly. Even if I'm doing something else, she's still on my mind.

Sometimes, I can't do much else but grieve. I haven't done anything today, but I've done so much inside my head.

I decided to take some photos to post about our gloomy day.

The weather outside matches our mood.

While I was snapping pictures, I summoned up the energy to walk across the ally to pick some lilacs. They're my favorite and last only a short few weeks each year.

So on this gloomy day, all I really accomplished was picking some lilacs. But, now for a day or two, my house permeates with their smell. I can't take my favorite part of Spring for granted, even if the day is gloomy. And, it's a good thing I picked them when I did, rain pounds pavement outside now, but at least I can sit inside and enjoy the lilacs.

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