At Times | The Grief Toolbox

At times the pain is so fresh
I can feel the stabbing through my heart.
Then there are times when
I can breathe normally.

At times I can almost
Smell your cologne.
Then there are times when
I have a hard time seeing your face.

At times I think
I'll never be happy again.
Then there are times when
I feel myself smile.

Those times when I can breathe, smell and smile
Are really the most difficult
Because part of me
Feels guilty.

But I know what you wanted
For me and our family.
So I push the guilt aside
And I breathe, smell, smile.

Always remembering the love we share.

About the Author

My name is Nicki. My husband, Bryan, was hit by a drunk driver on March 27, 2013. He was life flighted to the hospital. The next day I was told there was no hope of him recovering from his injuries. I have lost my Dad and Grandfather, but nothing has ever come close to the pain that I feel since his accident. Every day became a struggle with no hope for relief from the pain. I started writing about Bryan and this new life without him and found some comfort and hope to give comfort to others.

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