"WRITING"

As I sit here 'writing' this blog my beautiful husband sits reading the 'writing' that Jake's friends and family contributed instead of bringing flowers to the cemetery the day Jake was buried.
I'm so glad that we asked for written memories from all of those who were closest to him.
Today I randomly plucked these 'writings' from Opa's box, where they have been housed for the last twelve months, and stuck them into a Memory Book ready for what would have been a celebration for Jake's 21st birthday next Sunday.
Tonight we have spent time rereading these wonderfully sad, happy, naughty and nostalgic memories and crying over a life cut short by a mind too perfect to continue in this imperfect world.
But, writing has been my therapy in all this sadness.
Creating a blog has provided a very unexpected outlet for my grief. It has allowed my mind to delve into memories so small they may otherwise have been forgotten. It has made me cry and laugh and smile fondly. But distributing these memories has been a daily chore which I look forward to. It has been a task which recalls a life of laughter and joy and, thus has been a comfort.
Writing has allowed me to smile at the memories left behind.
Writing has enabled my friends and family, and many of Jake's friends, to share these little memories and to smile with me.
Writing makes me smile!