l asked you not to leave me, I never thought you wouldGod took your life one night, and no one understoodI know he had his reasons, but I'll always wonder whyparts of us went with you, as you flew up to the sky.l think of you so often, I'll never let you go
Michelle sat across the table from me, turning her chicken salad over with her fork.“I should be over this by now,” she sighed.Michelle’s mother had passed away four months earlier. They had seen each other almost every day for a decade. They talked about everything. Her mom’s death left a gaping hole in Michelle’s life and heart.
I felt so alone,Without you, I will always be.I'm missing you now,I'm missing you all the time.I can't bear the pain,I can't even hold them tears.Not used to feeling so lost Feeling so empty..... and really sad.
As I travel this road of healing, I have come across many people who travel this same route. Some appear to have an easier time navigating it than others. We all wish there were a Rand McNally that could guide us, but it just isn't there. Some have encountered road closures, potholes, detours, and at times U-turns.
I spent the better part of last evening packing up Skylar's room for our move this weekend. I had numerous friends and family offer to help me with this task that I have been dreading since the day I put the house on the market. In the end, I decided to do it alone. I wanted time to reflect, to cry, to scream and to talk to her by myself.
I was really, really angry. It came out of nowhere, but suddenly I was just pissed off at everyone and everything. I don’t know exactly what triggered it or when it started but I first noticed it about 4 or 5 weeks ago.
Grief UnspokenI was pretty once, really I was.My hair twirled in locks and locksMy smile made all of you so happy I could laugh and catch your eyeI could glance and get what I wanted