I looked at this picture last night and the pain kicked me square in the gut. I sobbed to the point I thought I would wake the family. I tried talking myself out of the hurt..."she's in a better place, you can do this, she doesn't want you to be sad" bla,bla,bla....no good..I cried myself to sleep (again) sure I would feel better in the morning. I didn't. But I got up, took a shower, put on some clean sweats:) and went through the actions and motions of today. Right now I can look at the picture and I feel ok, who knows how I will feel in 10 minutes. This is grief...it's like a crazy neighbor you just can't anticipate or avoid:) I sure love the memory of this picture but I hate that sometimes it's so painful to remember..but again, I'm grateful it's not that painful all the time:)
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