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Thank you for keeping Mattie's memory alive!

Dear Mattie Blog Readers,

It means a great deal to me that you take the time to write and to share your thoughts, feelings, and reflections on Mattie's battle and death. Your messages are very meaningful and help support me through very challenging times. I am forever grateful. As my readers know, I promised to write the blog for a year after Mattie's death, which would mean that I could technically have stopped writing on September 9, 2010. However, like my journey with grief there is so much that still needs to be processed and fortunately I have a willing support network still committed to reading. Therefore, the blog continues on. If I should find the need to stop writing, I assure you I will give you advanced notice. In the mean time, thank you for reading, thank you for having the courage to share this journey with me, and most importantly thank you for keeping Mattie's memory alive.


As Mattie would say, Ooga Booga (meaning, I LOVE YOU)! Vicki



A Remembrance Video of Mattie

January 19, 2013

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Tonight's picture was taken in April of 2005. Peter and I took Mattie every April to the US Arboretum. April is azelea season and I always joked with Mattie that the flowers bloomed in honor of his birth month. As you can see Mattie and I were walking hand in hand through the gardens oblivious to the fact that Peter was photographing us.

Quote of the day: Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye. ~ H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

Peter and I attended a surprise birthday party today. As my faithful readers know, I tend to shy away from parties and crowds now. Most of the time I feel like I do not fit in and I land up feeling more depressed than when I got there. However today was different. It was different because I got to connect with the former assistant director of Mattie's preschool. Dawnee and I talked non-stop for hours about so many things. We had meaningful conversations and truly connected as people. Something I rarely can do these days. As the event continued I got to sit with several preschool mom friends. Women who have had their own ups and downs and we can relate to each other as women first. Not necessarily focused on our roles as moms. Anycase these women made me feel a part of something and I appreciated their friendship. The irony is I feel they enjoyed talking with me and we had the chance to be able to just talk and be ourselves.

Today's conversations go back to my blog posting from last night about truly listening. When I am with people who listen, engage, and are conversationalists, I can become alive again. It is empowering to feel heard, appreciated, and understood. Certainly no one can fully get the devastation Peter and I live with, but I can see in the eyes and words of others who are deeply motivated to try.
 

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