It's been pouring rain pretty much every day in Southern California, but today the sun is finally out and I took a walk in my parents' backyard. Where Greg and I were married.
Greg used this song when he proposed to me. I haven't listened to it in a while. The lyrics have taken on a different meaning.
So many memories. It's hard to believe it's been a year since he was taken from me.
I do hope he's a peace and not haunting me. I've been at peace myself, overall. No magical thinking for me--at least, not after the first few months.
Here are a few things I'd like to share, ways I've been able to honor Greg this past year.
On what would have been our wedding anniversary, I got a tattoo in his honor:
It was such a touching gift, and I wear the necklace almost every day.
Speaking of touching gifts, my company, Hachette Book Group, who has been so supportive, gave me the gift of a paving stone in Central Park, where Greg and I were engaged, and spent a lot of time together going on walks during the summer he was first getting chemo.
It's on one of the bridges to the reservoir, around 85th Street on the East side. Go see it if you're in Central Park.
As I mentioned in a previous post, I decided to have Greg's ties made into a bereavement quilt. He had a lot of ties! He wore them to teach.
I found Rosie Rhine online, and will say that she does beautiful work:
I'm going to hang it in my new condo. (Did I mention I'm a homeowner now?!)
|Right after my closing with my keys!|
Oh, and I ran the NYC marathon! I do still intend to blog about it (I got a little derailed by the election results--more grieving!), but for now, here are a few photos:
|Alvina's Team for Greg raised over $26,000 for cancer research! Thank you to all who donated.|
|Alvina's Team for Greg! Clockwise from left: Kate, Ellen, Kirk, Jackson, Frank, and me.|
|photo by Mariko Nakatani|
It's been a challenging, but rewarding, and amazing year. A year filled with lots of tears, and laughter, a few breakdowns, incredible stress, work challenges and triumphs, therapy, new friends, old friends, family, travel, great food and drink, adventure, and love. Despite everything, I do feel that I have a blessed life. I wish Greg were still here to share it with me, but I know he's rooting for me.
When I packed and unpacked, I did unearth many more memories of Greg. He used to leave me notes everywhere. Here is one of my favorites:
My mantras this year were imprinted on my rings. Breathe, Balance, and Joy.
I've ordered three new rings for next year. New year, new mantra.
Wishing you all a happy holiday season, and a peaceful and joyful new year.