Day 98
- Jun 20, 2018
- 1 min read
Updated: Jun 21, 2018
I wasted an hour staring at my old croquet set. Emptying the storage unit is meaning another round of giving to Goodwill.
Perhaps it is a sign of progress that when Constance first passed I performed time travel by drinking a bottle of wine and waking up in the future. Now I’m finding myself in the future by transporting myself in my mind to the past.
In this case, it is to all of the times Constance beat me at croquet in our backyard. She was so much fun. Her genuine, down-to-the-bone joy amplified every moment we played together. I couldn’t imagine ever playing with the croquet set again and I couldn’t fathom getting rid of it.
From https://twitter.com/RachelleJervis and https://www.twitter.com/wantmybabyback:
Grief is so hard. I can't imagine what you are going through.
Day 99 is at https://www.wantmybabyback.com/blog/day-99.