Tomorrow is Valentines' Day. As I wrote previously, that is the day I asked Mary to be my wife...and she said yes.
I have filled this weekend through tomorrow night with lots of activities. Friday night dinner with Ingrid and Maurice who arrived from Vienna on Tuesday night. Lots of chores on Saturday. Dinner party meeting virtually all new people on Saturday. Breakfast at the Onion with Ingrid, Maurice, MaryR and myself. Maurice then came to the house and we moved a big piece of furniture from the master bed room to the downstairs recreation room. That was a project!
Tonight I hosted a pot luck dinner with my grief companions from the group sessions I attend. It was a very nice event and I think everyone, including me, had a good time. Tomorrow is work and tomorrow night is a dinner party with Maurice, Ingrid, Mary and possibly Emilie for Valentines' Day.
In other words, I am not sitting and waiting for the grief landmines to hit me. But, in spite of these activities, the landmines are sometimes triggered and there is nothing to do but ride them out.
Ciao
Pat
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