This week didn’t really reveal anything new about grief or dealing with 3’s death. However, as it is our first official “big holiday” without him, it’s still a substantial milestone.
Like I’ve said before, having family gatherings without 3 isn’t a recent development since his suicide. 3 would habitually show up late, or not show up at all. Family dinners, picnics, birthday celebrations – it was almost more of a surprise if 3 *did* show up! Therefore, sitting down for Thanksgiving dinner without our brother/son/uncle didn’t feel particularly strange. It was barely a half-full table anyway, with S, K, R, and their respective families missing, too.
That’s not to say that it was an easy day for everyone. At some point, Stepdad asked Mom what she wanted for Christmas “…that [he] can give [her].” Mom, understandably, started to cry, knowing that none of us are going to get what we really want this Christmas. When R and his girlfriend came home and bought everybody Subway for lunch, he remembered 3’s comparatively odd perennial sandwich order: ham, swiss, and A1 sauce.
Then, today, my aunt, Mom’s younger sister, came over and pulled Mom aside. She had happy news: my cousin Kel is engaged. That’s wonderful, but both Kel and her mom were worried about my mom. Kel is only 2 months younger than 3, and they grew up together, classmates until going to separate high schools. There are dozens of pictures of 3 and Kel in school, at family gatherings, and dressed up for school formals.
Naturally, we’re all thrilled for Kel. Her fiance is a great guy (and they’ve been dating FOREVER), and it’s always fun to have a wedding in the family. Yet, after my aunt left, Mom broke down, reminded yet again of things that her son will never do. 3 should be at Kel’s wedding. Hell, he more than likely would have pulled her fiance aside and given him a good old-fashioned big-brother type talk. Like everything else for the rest of our lives, 3 should be here for it.
I don’t mean to imply that it’s been a miserable Thanksgiving weekend. It’s actually been pretty great. Lots of smiles, LOTS of baby time, and more delicious food than I should eat in an entire year. All in all, I think our family is doing quite well; I’m oddly grateful that we’ve had nearly 11 months to prepare for our first “holiday season” without 3. I’m thankful for the truly exceptional amount of support and love I’ve received over the past year. I hope you all had a wonderful holiday, too.