Preschool Valentines Party

At the beginning of January my dad was approached by the director of Maya's preschool about the school's Valentines Pizza Party fundraiser.  She proposed donating the money paid for raffle tickets at the dinner to the memorial fund set up in Chris' memory.  I had never been the beneficiary of such generosity of course I had never been in a position previously to need such generosity.

I will admit that I wasn't hesitant at first...then I became increasingly so.  There are too many days I am tired of being 'that' girl...the one who's husband died.  It seems to have become my identity and I miss just being Sabrina.

Despite this, I quickly learned how generous the people around us are.  The number of donations made for the raffle by individuals I know was amazing.

Even more amazing was the turnout of the people we love.  It was a testament to those wonderful people who have stood strong and done everything in their power to try to ease our transition into this world.  Part of me even believes Chris was watching over us as literally every person who came to personally support me won something.  Of significance was a golf basket I put together with my mom.  I didn't tell anyone but my parents that I had put 5 boxes of unopened golf balls that had been Chris'.   His brother won the basket...

Overall...it wasn't such an awful thing being 'that girl' tonight.  I do, however, want my identity back.