That’s a disturbing title, I know; and I hate to bring it up, but I know it’s there inside all of us, waiting to be expressed.
Anniversaries are like that. They come whether we want them to or not. Especially first anniversaries. Especially when a loved one is lost.
August 9 is the day that Richard brought a gun to work…
I wonder how the Co-op will mark the anniversary? I know it will be a day full of anguish for the family of Michael Martin. I know that the days leading up to the anniversary will be particularly hard. I can already feel it in my own body.
What about Richard? What will his body relive of that day? What choices might he wish differently?
Would he get “help”?
What about the rest of us?
If you haven’t experienced the anniversary of a deep loss, then know that it takes its toll. Drink lots of water. Get a massage. Talk to a friend. Plant something beautiful–in the ground, in your life, in a relationship. Breath.