It's amazing how fast the last two months have gone. Before now the longest that Aaron and I had spent apart was two nights. It's hard to believe that it's now been two months since he was here.
We went away for the weekend to a beautiful spot with some of my extended family, but unfortunately I was sick most of the weekend and felt pretty crappy the whole time. I woke up this morning and still felt sick, but thought I'd be okay to go to work. I felt pretty yuck all day and was glad when it was time to leave, and had a lovely surprise when I walked out to my car after work and there was Simone, Jonty and Flynn.
I was shocked to see them, but then in a lot of ways I wasn't either. I feel bad now that I didn't make more of a fuss that she was there, but I was just feeling so horrible from being sick that I probably didn't seem that enthusiastic. Sorry Simone!
She was there with tea for me as she knew I was feeling sick, and flowers which were wrapped in a bow of brown and gold (for Hawthorn of course), because she knew that it today was two months since Aaron had passed away, and that it would be on my mind all day.
I have many amazing friends, but Simone is one who just seems to know what to say, do and be. She knows when to give you space, and when to be there, and it was so nice to see her today.
My brother Jared has been finishing off the final touches around the house and yard to get the house finally finished. We were excited to see our clothesline had been screened off today (and we had a new gate!) and thought it would be fun to enjoy our new garden by eating tea outside tonight.
Ronald McDonald House. It's so hard to know what he really thinks about it all.
I felt very sad this morning when I woke up and knew what the date was, but as the day went on I felt okay (probably helped that I started to feel better as the day went on) about it. Tonight was nice to go to the cemetery with the boys, rather than it feeling too sad.
But just before we got to Noah's and Aaron's graves he decided he'd walked enough and spat it. He decided to just lay down on the grass and not move another inch.