So a new Pixar movie came out last Friday. This is a big deal in our family since we have four little ones. I decided that I would go and see Brave. Well, it turned out that I couldn’t due to one of the kids having baseball practice. The last time I saw a Pixar movie was with Margareta when we saw Up. It was sold out so we had to sit in the front row. She sat there the entire time looking almost straight up due to the screen being so close.
Every time I see that a new Pixar movie is out or one of the other kids is watching a Pixar movie I seem to get overwhelmed by the pain that rushes through me. It starts with me remembering how precious Margareta looked staring at this huge screen and every minute being full of wonderment and amazement. When I get this picture in my head, I start to feel like someone is squeezing my heart and then the pressure moves up my body to my eyes where I get an overwhelming feeling of pressure pushing out tears. Of course I know it would be healthy to break down and cry but this seems to never happen and after a while it subsides but the sadness sits there for quite a while. Maybe it is not time for a Pixar movie yet.
Submitted by Bill Kubitz in memory of Margareta Sol Kubitz
This website was inspired by the memory of Margareta Sol Kubitz in hopes of helping others work through the pain of grief.