A Time to Remember
March 5th, 2008 adminFor the longest time March 5th has always been a depressing day. In 1989 this was the day that my mother passed away. As I grew older, the day stuck out in my mind and annually by mid to late February the impending day was always (if not faintly) in the back of my mind.
This year, my wifey’s Uncle passed away 2 weeks ago, and we spent this past weekend in Sacramento with the rest of her family for his funeral. It was generally a sad weekend but being with most of the family (and all the little kids) made the time more enjoyable.
There were so many aunts, uncles, and cousins (and most with kids of their own). And while most of the kids would be technically 2nd cousins, because of their age differences they called all the older cousins aunt so and so and uncle so and so. So all weekend long, we heard, “Aunty and Uncle” coming from little voices from about knee height. In a sense, we got to play Uncle and Aunt all weekend… ha-ha - get them all riled up and then send them off to their parents! Maybe someday we’ll have our own little ones running around with the little cousins.
I can’t believe that 19 March 5ths have gone by since my mother passed away.
My wifey keeps telling me that it still hurts that her uncle is gone.
All I can tell her is that it just takes time… time to ease the pain while hopefully not forgetting the memory of the person.