Yes, I have been ridiculed for my choice. Called Pollyanna. Told that I should grow out of my cheer years by this age. And some acquaintances have even suggested that my life has been too easy which allows me to have a happier life than their own. Not friends--they know better. But some people look at my blessed life and believe that I just grabbed more than my share of the Irish luck. I guess it is easier to believe than to acknowledge that hard work and a happy attitude might just be a formula for success.
Today is the 4th anniversary of Ivan's death. Losing a family member is always hard, but losing one younger than you adds layers of pain and regret. My brother did not get to live nearly long enough. And I am selfish enough to miss him for all the joy and aggravation that he brought into my life. I miss my little brother.
Time does help. It hurts less this year than last year. Still, there is pain and there is choice. I decided to put on some music and scrap. Started by making a card to remind me to embrace happy:
It was a simple card, but one that made me smile. I think I will send it to mom in a care package this week to bring a little joy into her world. She could use some, for sure.
I took some time with the family, scrubbed a floor until it shined, and had some yummy TGIFriday's for dinner. Now I am back to create some more for few things make me happier than scrapping!
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Hugs honey!!!
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