A year has passed since my dearest Anita passed away. I have struggled with many things in this time, one of which is the phrase people keep saying to me. It uses the words "letting go" in different ways.
I have wondered what the hell they mean (probably they don't know either). I can never let go of the love we had or the bond we had (as hard to quantify as that is).
Today I have come to understand that it is perhaps like the meaning of letting go of you loved ones hand while they go to do something else. Like the mothers first day of taking their child to school. You let them go.
This is often a time of anguish for the kid and the parent.
Perhaps what makes that easier is the knowledge that you will see them again.
"Till death do us part" - wasn't part of our wedding vow.
At least this year the pain is not as acute and the tasks not as difficult