Seasons turning, and the longest of Februaries.

[dancinglights]

It's been a year this morning since my grandfather-who-helped-raise-me died. It's been three hundred and sixty-six days, in fact, because not only is February the cruelest month, last February was excessive enough in its cruelty to drag on longer than usual. According to Victorian mourning tradition, the definitive Western example of excessive

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[kiarrith]

*love and yay for spring*

[fflo]

Great post.

[dancinglights]

Aw, thanks. I've been stewing on it for a few weeks, particularly since I found some of the pictures again. Never did quite expect most of this, especially being on the older end of many of my social circles where I haven't had much vicarious experience to learn from. So much of my motivation in talking about it has been in hoping some of the next lot won't feel so alone in it all some day.

[elenbarathi]

*hugs hugs* I know, hon. I'm still mourning my parents too. It's a much longer process than one expects, and tends to recur in phases; I don't know if it's ever entirely over. The first year is a big milestone, though, and after this, it'll mostly be less intense.

*hugs* Happy Spring; it's just around the corner- only a month till the Equinox! We've got dandelions opening here already, the bald eagles nesting and the redwing blackbirds calling in the cat-tails; cherry blossoms should be any time now. Of course, so could snow, but if so, it won't last long. Yay for the year's turning; may this be a good one for you.

[dancinglights]

*hugs* Given the complexities and lack of fondness this certainly hasn't been at all what I expected. Which is part of why I'm talking about it so much, for other folks in a culture where the major factors don't get talked about at all. I know a lot of your story is complicated, too, and, yeah. *hugs*.

[illuviel]

I could say this more diplomatically, but ... no I couldn't. I've tried: I have buried so many relatives it's ludicrous. Ifwhen you ever need to process near / bounce things off of someone, I am a very available mirrored sounding board. Pocket secretary is probably the best locale to send a ping, but I have unsequestered myself enough to remember to look at other sources.

Here's for a soon and gentle Thaw. (For me, for some reason, it's beginning to feel like the spring I met Ri's bees and Orion, which I hope is an accurate/good portent. There are worse spaces to spiral back by.)

[dancinglights]

I will bury so many relatives it's ludicrous by the time this is all over, and I don't pretend for a moment that isn't at least part of what I've been freaking out about. Thanks, hon, for all your help and understanding so far; I hope and actually even expect the worst of it is over.

[illuviel]

I'm also up for whatever it is this spring will bring, without needing to be caught up beforehand (or at all).