She’s gone. Really truly gone. It’s been a week today and this is the first time I’ve really let myself feel it. Really let myself cry about it. Like sniveling sobbing can’t breathe crying. She’s just gone. I don’t know what my world looks like without her in it. Everywhere I look in my house […]
Grief is a fickle thing. I keep going through waves, from busy and distracted, to angry, to depressed and just staring at the wall. I don’t know how to act. I think my brain has just shut down and is refusing to deal with the trauma. This is different than when Kelly died. That hit
My best friend died today. And i don’t know how to process that. I saw her before and after. I know that its true but I still don’t fully feel it. My heart breaks thinking of my kids growing up without her. Not being able to see her playing with them or asking her advice.