It has been two years since I last touched his face, two years since I held his hand, two years since I hugged him, told him I loved him, watched him walk out the front door, begged him to come home, and then sat in a hospital room trying to understand how this ended with …
38.
It's been two weeks since your 38th birthday now. I've been needing to write since then but haven't given myself the time - maybe subconsciously because I know how hard this has been. I have honestly been starting and stopping this process since before your birthday even happened. I have been busy writing though, but …
I Think You Would Be Proud.
I can't believe we have a 3rd grader, yet here we are. The first day of school he was ready, excited, and motivated. I on the other hand was nervous and on the verge of tears; also slightly angry and annoyed that you weren't around for support for my irrational thinking of the expectations for third graders.
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The Journey Begins
. I do my best to keep myself busy everyday. Never alone in my thoughts for more than a couple hours. Tonight, I've been sitting here alone for the first time in maybe a year for more than 4 hours and grief has engulfed me again. I hate it. I would never wish this …
