I am going on a trip this weekend with Jacob. We are flying to Baltimore, MD, for a gathering of young widows, widowers, and chikdren. It was organized by Pentha through the YWBB. I've been to other gatherings across the country through this site, but never one meant for children. Jacob will be taking his first plane ride, and he will be staying in his first hotel. He will also get to socialize with twenty something kids that are all missing one parent. I am very much looking forward to this trip, but am a bit anxious about the logistics of getting from point A to point B with all our stuff, and a 3 year old.
I went to pull out a suitcase to pack today, and ended up pulling out a suitcase I've never used before. It was one that Joe had used for a trip 3 weeks before he died. And in true Joe fashion, it still contained his clothes/money/memorabilia. And most importantly, it still contained his scent.
Oh god, how I've missed his scent. I used to hug him tightly every night and just inhale him. How wild that his scent would still be so powerful 2 years after he's been gone. How wild that just opening up a suitcase could release a string of memories.
How perfect is it that I will pack our clothes in a suitcase filled with Joe's scent as we travel to meet others who would also give anything to smell their missing family member.
I'm not sure if I will have time to post anything tomorrow, and I'm leaving my laptop at home for the weekend. So don't be alarmed if you don't see any posts from me before Sunday night.
I plan on enjoying my time with my son, reading my books, getting to know new friends, and every once in a while, taking the time to inhale my husband's scent.
BTW, Josh will be having the weekend of his dreams with his grandparents. And no, they are not charging me. At least I don't think they are!