It’s okay to laugh
I don’t need to feel sad every moment of every day to honor Ayrie. Â He lived a life of joy and would want me to keep doing so, for me and for Shiya. He knew I loved him fiercely. Â And I know he loved me just as fiercely. Â It was palpable. Â People could feel it. Â And we never doubted it. Â Trust ran deep. And that’s what matters. Nothing about the way I grieve now changes that. I can laugh and not feel like I shouldn’t be because Ayrie loved to laugh and wants me to LIVE.
I imagine Ayrie is feeling quite relieved right about now . . .
Oh Nora, Yaaaaay! Imagining your laughter in my mind makes me so very happy, and you are absolutely right, Ayrie wants to you live with laughter and happiness, this is such a splendid thought, and I thank you because you just lifted me right out of a morning of sadness-do you know how much your journey is helping all of us? It’s really an amazing gift, and I keep wondering if this will lead to something unexpected in the future. I had this dream recently that you wrote a book….you are an excellent writer, and the nakedness in your feelings is SO refreshing, and stunning in a great way.
Thanks, Jan and Kerri! LOVE to both of you!!
So glad to hear it and KNOW you are right- Ayrie wants you to laugh and love and live. HUGS, Nora.