July 2-my dear friend, GunDiva, lost her horse, Queen Estes. Her story brought tears to my eyes and it hit home during those moments that our horses's passing rips our hearts out. I told her horses are different than household pets and only horse owners/lovers understand that.
July 3-My dad died in 1989.
July 4-My dad's favorite holiday
July 5-Dad's funeral
July 6-First marriage date
July 7-Dad's birthday
What do I do this week? Sulk? Cry? Feel sorry for myself? No.
I toast my father on July 3 with a glass of wine. Except on this July 3rd, I toasted twice. One for dad and one for the Queen.
I will celebrate the 4th of July by gardening and watching fireworks and praising God and our forefathers for our freedom and independence. I'm sure the Motherland drinks a lot today. Or pouts.
July 5th is just a day I think of dad.
July 6th is just another day. This year I will be cleaning out gutters which is fitting. Just a coincidence.
And on July 7th I plant a tree for my dad's birthday. Every year.
I guess it's good to have a peaceful sense of death. It comes from my Faith. So, I am not sulking, I rejoice in the good memories and I am grateful I have them!