It's July. It's been nearly one year. It's hard to believe. Things have been happening. I've been going to the monthly grief support group. It's not a club I ever wanted to join, but it's helpful in it's own way. I've learned how lucky we've been. So many of the ladies have so much baggage in association with their chilren's deaths. Litigation, grandchildren they can no longer see, guilt for a son's suicide...etc. We have only the loss of Alex and ourselves to worry about. That's enough for anyone.
Thom and I have been working with Garden City Monument to design Alex's stone. It will be lovely, when it's done. I'm hoping it will be mounted by his birthday.
On July 3rd I went to Hamilton to the Daly Mansion and saw the oak tree that was dedicated to Alex. How wonderful of them to do that for us.
In March I applied for the Humanities Montana Speakers Bureau. In June I found out that I'd been accepted. Now I have the task of putting together a one hour program of Sarah Woody's life. I'm very excited by this new development. It's something I've wanted to do for a long time.
Alex's garden is coming along nicely. There's a baby twisted locust tree, a sumac, bamboo, poppies and peonies and other sundry plant matter. The ornamental grasses I planted last fall didn't come back so I'll be replacing them soon.
I've decided to get a tattoo. It'll be on my left inner forearam; Alex's signature and a small panda. I have every intention to do that this summer.
That might be all for now. It's hard to concentrate to write but I wanted to catch up a bit. Hopefully I'll feel like writing again soon. Time will tel.