
Today has been a very griefy day. I felt very alone as a parent. My son’s babysitter is sick and I asked the only other options I had if they could watch him and they couldn’t, so I had to call into work for the morning. And it is just so very clear that it will always be me that has to sacrifice my paid time off and my career to take care of my son. And I don’t care because he’ll always come first, but it just felt so lonely.
Also contributing to the grief was that it was a day of great joy. I’ve had a hard time saying that I could feel great joy, but today was just one and it felt good. And that made me so sad at the same time. Because Jonathan wasn’t here to enjoy how amazing our son is and how happy he was all day today. It was a day of quality time and laughter and cuddles and reading and playing and just enjoying one another. And then I get so sad that Jonathan never got to see this part of Everest and that Everest will never get to enjoy days like this with his dada.
It’s true what they say, grief is always present, even in the happy moments. It’s always present no matter what. And that’s both incredibly hard, and incredibly comforting. Because that means no matter what, Jonathan will always be present with us even if it’s not physical. He’s always going to be here.
Sometimes a griefy day isn’t a bad one. It just reminds you to be present and that there is great love.
