Last month was the 2nd year anniversary of Cindy’s passing. I spent that day walking by myself and meditating on/thinking about Cindy as I walked. It was in a very quiet setting. I’m glad that I spent the day that way.
I’ve started to make more changes around the house. Putting things were they look the best to me. Making some donations runs. Keeping the house cleaned up (relatively speaking) at any given moment. It’s been a really good feeling. I’ve had a couple of different people over to the house this last week, that’s been good.
This Saturday is Cindy’s birthday. So today, I’ve been trying to figure out how to honor her on that day. I’m going to throw a party. My daughter and my son will be home. Cindy’s sister will be here. Her sister’s children and their children will be here. We will be making some of the Italian food that Cindy grew up on, as did our children. Rolling the antipasto together. Having fun. This is the highest tribute that we can pay to her.