Mama didn't tell me there would be days like this. Days I wake up completely exhausted because I was too tired to sleep. We talked a little bit about grief, but not enough and I really wished I had paid more attention. Some days the tears just come for no reason and I try to work through them. I mowed grass, worked in the garden, cooked dinner, and quilted for several hours yesterday and if I went to sleep my pillow was wet. I feel so guilty for crying. I have an amazing family that loves me very much. My health is pretty good. I have a great life, but there's just a part of me that's missing. I know how incredibly blessed I am, but I remember how incredibly blessed I was too.
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