Grief permates your very existence. It stays with you always. When you heart has been torn out and you don’t feel like it will ever heal. Then…God works on you and you feel better. Then another death comes and you relive it all over again. I liken it to a vary large pile up on a freeway of cars. One on top of the other. Eventually the weight becomes too difficult to sustain. Today is one of those days. I’ve had them before and they come again.
The thing that I know now that I didn’t know during previous loses is that I know where to go get my strength to make it through one more day. But it still hurts, it still creates a heaviness to my soul that makes me so very tired.