Life on the East Coast: Steps

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Steps

So much has happened in the last two weeks that my head is still slightly spinning. My last post was on August 8th...then I landed in San Diego for round two of Camp Widow on August 9th. It couldn't have been more perfect timing. I saw my amazing friend from CW East

And met some new amazing friends

But most of all...I got my widow fix. I say fix because it's almost like a drug. Being with the people that understand what you are thinking without even having to speak is an extremely powerful state of mind. It felt like I was home. Even though I was 934 miles from my Idaho home, and 3082 miles from my New Hampshire home...my heart and soul were at home.

After CW I headed back east and was on a sort of high. I finished my last week of pediatrics (which I absolutely loved), took a couple exams, packed my stuff to move to yet another location for 5 weeks, and then headed back west for another emotionally packed weekend.

We laid Kevin's ashes to rest in the Cedarville Cemetery and on the top of Payne's Peak. About three weeks before he died we randomly had a conversation about death, and about his wishes. We had this conversation out of blind naivety because that would never happen right? Neither one of us would die before the age of 90...right? In this conversation he said he wanted to be cremated and he wanted his ashes spread with his Grandpa Grady. I had never been to the top of Payne's Peak but I knew it must have been very special for him. Once I got up there I knew why. It was perfect, it was serene, it was Kevin.

Kevin's family, my family, and friends were the perfect company to share this extremely important event with me. I couldn't have asked for a better day. I know he and Grandpa Grady were smiling down on us and proud of the steps we've all made toward healing.