When we think of 4th of July, we think of celebrations and get togethers.
Get togethers with family.
Get togethers with friends.
Get togethers with co-workers.
Get togethers with strangers.
It’s a time of celebrations and fun.
A time to enjoy each others company.
A time to reminisce with those you haven’t seen in a while.
A time to enjoy the fireworks and festivities.
A time to enjoy parades.
A time to enjoy the children’s faces light up over seeing the fireworks show or writing their name out with their sparkler.
To put it simply, it’s a time where everyone comes together to celebrate and have a good time.
When I think of the 4th of July, it’s now forever tainted with the memory of sitting in Mari’s hospital room last year at this same time and watching the beautiful fireworks displays from her room window. Not realizing at the time that the very next day we would start to lose her forever. That the very next day her kidney’s would be in complete failure and the day after that she’d have a stroke. 4th of July will forever be remembered by me as the last day with my beautiful baby girl & thinking my life was still okay.
I used to love the 4th of July with all of its glitter and shine and now all it brings me is sad memories and regret.
I know in time the pain will slowly ease but as of today it’s just sadness.
was your little girl named mari?
was your little girl named mari?
I understand all to well how hard ANY holiday or a day that meant something to you is sadder when you've lost someone in your life.I've also had more then my share of those days and I'm sure many others have.But ALWAYS know you have friends who love and care for you and they will be there to help you through it.
Her full name was Mariana but we called her Mari for short
♥ you, girl. Praying for you.
Kris, I know how you feel. Dustin's favorite holiday was the 4th of July. Just know that you are in my prayers.Elaine, if you read this, I really miss you.
Kris, feeling your pain and thinking of you. xx
That is what Valentine's Day is for me, since February 13, 1980. The day has a twinge of sadness, like hitting an old injury that surprises you. Praying for your strength and grace to be held up during these hard days!