Today marks the seven year anniversary of Momcat’s death. Funny, I expected to be much more of an emotional wreck, but yesterday was way more difficult. Today I woke up and didn’t feel miserable, just sad and preoccupied. Maybe it’s because I’ve been thinking a lot about what the leader of a bereavement counseling group would tell group attendees all the time: “let the day be the day.” He was talking about holidays, but it’s applicable to any anniversary associated with someone who has died.
