I ask myself daily why I continue to feel like she left me yesterday. This walk in grief is strange even though I have walked it before. Even as much as I can explain to you all how I feel, I can’t even become close to accurately describing the continual sense of emptiness and sadness I experience every day. Some days I can talk about her and laugh. Some days I can’t talk without crying.
I wish I could find a way to stop hurting so much.
until next time,