Today was a hard day. My friend, Jaime, was laid to rest.
It was incredibly touching to see the community of support around his family, and to bear witness as we all tried our best to collectively shoulder the enormous weight of our grief. Honestly, I was completely wrecked by his grieving children, who must live with the cruel paradox of having had the most wonderful father, but for not nearly long enough.
Jaime was young and vibrant and had so much love to give. There’s more to say about that, but for tonight…just this simple bit of gratitude.
After the service (burial, collation…), I felt exhausted in the way that only emotions can exhaust a person.
When I got home, I told my girls (who had been home with a sitter) that I just needed to lay down for a few minutes. I went into my room and laid on my bed, curling up on my side and closing my eyes.
Moments later, Beau came into the room. She climbed onto the bed, and laid down with her back to me, shimmying herself into the hollow I’d formed with my curled up body. Next, Ruby climbed in behind me, pressing herself into my back, and reaching for my hand.
No one spoke.
Then, for the first time in years – the three of us took a nap.
Tonight I am thankful for sharing my home with intuitive beings, who know when all I need is someone to be with me…to hold my hand, and to not say a word.
Rest in peace, J’aime.