The ungriefing was the order of the day, through a great country breakfast out, and a short walk on the shady road at Cathedral where we saw a few normal butterflies. We had planned to kayak this morning but didn't want to take the chance with the river being as high as it was. If one of us happened to tip, it would be hard to get to the side and tip it back over in that deep of water.
After dropping ‘S’ off in the early afternoon, I headed up to Ohio for the visitation Tuesday and the funeral on Wednesday. Only about 20 minutes in, sad thoughts flooded my mind that this is the first time I'll be back in Ohio, where Morgan lived 2003-2016, without her being alive. Where I am overnight, a suburb north of Cincinnati, was part of our stomping grounds. Driving to where I'm staying, I passed the road up to the gymnastics center she went to from ages 5-7 and the Burger King and Wendy's drive-thrus we hit more often than we should have.
So the ungriefing is over, and reality sets back in. I didn't continue crying, I got over it, but the last two days were different because on Friday, none of the grief I felt for the first time was about me and Morgan. Yesterday, I got a complete hiatus because ‘S’ just generally keeps me laughing.
Take care everybody!
Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart Be acceptable and pleasing in Your sight, O Lord, my [firm, immovable] rock and my Redeemer.
Psalms 19:14 AMP