Today marks the one year sadiversary of my sister-in-law. For Christmas, it has to be like five years ago now, she gave my wife and me these two blankets – a blue one and a red one. At first, I was like “blankets, really?” but with me working two jobs, I often sleep on the couch so that I don’t disturb my wife by coming to bed. I’ve slept with that red blanket so many times, I’ve spent a lot of time with that blanket. It gets cold here in Montana and I’ve gotten so use to having it over me that it is a constant fixture in our living room. I, of course, picked the red blanket, for Marvel.
We found some pictures of Teri for her funeral slash wake, last year. After the pictures were scanned at her mother’s house, we placed them in the passenger door compartment. I keep meaning to bring them into the apartment and back in the photo album but I sort of been liking seeing the picture and being reminded of her again. We were not that close, I was definitely closer to her two sons, but we had a handful of moments together.
Just wanted to put some thoughts down as I’m reminded of her today. I had sort of forgotten (or taken for granted) about how those blankets were gifted to us – and my wife uses her blue blanket pretty often too – and who gave them to us.
I should have posted this earlier in the day, but I finally came up with a way I wanted to memorialize her.