In one week, I will be sitting in Toronto, hanging out with my Widda peeps.
I will be having a drink or two, catching up with those who I haven’t seen in a year, and meeting new people I’ve only connected with online.
For 3 glorious days, I will be doing nothing but immersing myself in my being as “Mark’s Widow”
I won’t have to pretend I’m ok if I’m not.
I won’t have to hide tears.
I wont’ have to smile if I don’t want to.
I can tell morbid jokes about death and people will LAUGH because they will get it.
I will miss my family, but these three days… they are about me… my healing and my grieving.
And when I get home, I will be able to focus on my family and my life… having taken the time out to honour Mark.
It is something I am looking forward to with every fibre of my being.