Planning Tommy’s memorial service is overwhelming. It feels like it’s going to be the end of everything. Even now, when Tom Sr and I go outside I can’t believe how many people are just enjoying the sunny weather and laughing. The activities I want to do have sufficiently freaked out everyone I’ve been honest with. So Tom Sr and I are going to see a professional on Monday. I think we’re both relieved to get a trusted professional involved in our grief management. This is not for amateurs. <\/p>\n
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I’m worried that people won’t come to the service, or that they’ll be shocked that I’m not doing something religious, or they’ll be bored because I’m letting a lot of people speak. It’s a lot to ask for one broken hearted little family. I’ll post the info on Monday.<\/p>\n
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But when the service is over then what happens? Tom and I know we have to try and go back to work. We have to try and focus on our jobs and other people’s problems. We’ll have to be apart. I don’t know if I can do it. I just don’t know if I can be away from the man who kept me alive throughout this, the man who’s ears and toes and hands were replicated perfectly on my sweet baby.<\/p>\n
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But we have to try, because that’s what you’re supposed to do. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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