I am just about finished writing my thank-yous for the pink socks. Nearly 300 cards are going out. Back in July this project offered me many gifts. For one, it was therapy - a distraction that kept me busy every day. I look back at the photos on my blog from that time and they are filled with vibrant color and sunlight. You can imagine it was a joy to be surrounded by the outpouring of love. It was a time when I didn't even want to get out of bed, but running to the post office became a daily ritual, and not only got me moving, but filled my heart. You divided my grief by taking some of it on, by sharing it with me. The support you offered by participating in the Pink Wink really carried me through a tough time. The act of sending me socks will never be forgotten because I *get it* that it was more than just meeting a goal.
On Saturday it will be six months since Shannon left us. I feel her absence. The holidays were hard. Turning over the calendar page to 2009 was hard. I didn't plan the timing of it but taking on the assignment of writing thank yous right now was perfect. It has been good therapy to revisit your names, to write you messages, to re-live the tremendous goodness that came from your winks, at this time when the sadness weighs on me. Again, you help me rise.
