For about 18 months things were pretty happy around our house. After about 18 months things started to change. We started doing things separately again. Kevin was spending every moment at home sitting in front of his computer. He wasn’t very helpful when I asked him if he could take Abbie to one of her after school activities.
To say I was reeling from the first three events of 2013 is an understatement. But, because I am who I am, instead of sulking, I was going to take action. And that is exactly what happened. Surprisingly, Kevin took some actions of his own.
January 2013 started with the passing of my father. I had such mixed emotions about that time. Kevin was, for the first time shedding tears during a funeral, I was struggling with the type of relationship I had with my father and I was trying to figure out how to explain to my then four year old where Pop-pop was.
If I thought that January 2013 was bad, February 2013 was about to get much worse.
That “another time” came a month ago. I decided to tell her Saturday morning. I figured I would get some suggestions about how to fix the situation or suggestions about books to read or types of counselors to go see, but what I got would have made me fall over if I had been standing up.
Losing a child is not something that is easy for any parent. Conversely losing a parent is not any easier. Throughout our marriage Kevin lost his mom to cancer. I lost my dad and grandmother. These losses showed us how we each dealt with loss.
As is well known by now throughout the world Harvey Ball, a commercial artist from Worcester, Massachusetts created the smiley face in 1963. That image went on to become the most recognizable symbol of good will and good cheer on the planet.
Conceiving is not as easy as it seems. For some, it only takes a drink from the work water fountain, for others a sexy look from their partner. For me and Kevin, it took a series of tests, needles and lots of doctor appointments.
The first time I remember having any kind of symptom was when we returned from the Hatfield-McCoy Park in West Virginia. That summer we had taken both of our ATV’s there. We trailered them for the trip and headed out.
I just finished watching a TEDx talk video. This video resonated so clearly with me because this was me growing up.