It is six months today since Sean died. That was a Sunday in autumn; this is a Sunday in spring, and the weather is beautiful. The leaves on the Norway maple were turning yellow then; now it has new green leaves.
I visited Sean’s grave this morning: the grass is growing and will need be kept in check. His Munster rugby jersey on the grave is fading, but the Bob Marley t-shirt is holding up well. I had been to mass – singing in the choir for Palm Sunday – and I saw many of the neighbours and friends who were so good to us on 17 October and subsequently. It’s a great community.
Three of Sean’s friends called to see us last Sunday – one of them, Mike, gave us a large, framed pencil drawing of Sean that he had done. I will not reproduce it here as that wouldn’t do it justice. It will always hang on our wall. It is beautiful, and it captures Sean very well. We are very grateful to Mike.
It has been the strangest half-year of our lives. We have got on with things – work, school and socializing – but we think about Sean an awful lot, and miss him terribly. There is a tinge of sadness to everything.
I am glad that technology has allowed me to create and maintain a kind of online scrapbook of Sean’s life, and ours, in the form of this blog. WordPress provides an excellent facility. I hope to continue to add to this blog as time goes on, in memory of Sean, as a resource for his family and friends and as an outlet for my own thoughts and feelings.
Thanks to everybody that has made kind and supportive comments here. They have been very much appreciated.