As a predictably self-absorbed teenager, I loved celebrating my birthday. Often it would fall during February School Vacation which in grade school made for lots of flexibility in scheduling the go-to sleep over party. Truth be told, I was terrible at sleep over parties. Well - not really. I was a beast the day after sleep over parties. I have never done well without sleep. Nevertheless, my mom grudgingly allowed annual sleep over birthday parties. And once high school rolled around and my parents began to take my younger siblings to Florida for February break - which wasn’t feasible for my older brother and I who were playing basketball - the unauthorized and fairly famous keg parties that my parents always found out about sometimes morphed into a Jane birthday celebration (at least in my mind). I think my mom would have gladly gone back to giggling 10 year old girls.
I get it! Going into the 3rd year of grieving with the big tsunami waves of grief, yes. Is it easier, no, but different! God bless you and your family.🤗🙏
Love reading your blog. Februarys are hard for me too, my birthday, his birthday in March, not feeling well in March and diagnose in early April. We didn't even get a year, he passed in October. February 2012, never thought it would be the last 'normal' month.
I get it! Going into the 3rd year of grieving with the big tsunami waves of grief, yes. Is it easier, no, but different! God bless you and your family.🤗🙏
Love this Jane! ❤️ Miss you all
Thank you for sharing your very personal journey through grief, love and strength… your self reflection and faith is inspiring.
Thanks for sharing these deeply personal glimpses into your ever-evolving journey.
15 months here.
Love reading your blog. Februarys are hard for me too, my birthday, his birthday in March, not feeling well in March and diagnose in early April. We didn't even get a year, he passed in October. February 2012, never thought it would be the last 'normal' month.
Beautifully written - as always.