Well, last night I said it for the first time. While talking to Dad, I said, "When Mom was alive...." It felt peculiar saying it, and as soon as the words passed my lips, I worried about upsetting Dad. He was already quite emotional knowing that yesterday was an anniversary of sorts....December 10th to February 10th.
I wondered how long it would take before I uttered those words. It feels too soon. I shouldn't be saying phrases like that for many, many more years. Not at least until I'm telling my grandchildren about the amazing woman their great, grandmother was. "When my mother was alive," will be the beginning of many wonderful stories.
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