Grief for me is like this big roller coaster. Most of the days I'm climbing up the tracks and everything is going well and I deal with my mom not being here. And then there are days like today that grief sends you barreling down the tracks and you find yourself crying for your mom in the parking lot of your job. There are days where I laugh about the silliest things her and I would do. And then there are days like today where I dream of her and I just want to go back to that dream and sleep forever.
Most days I'm okay, but today I'm not.
And that's okay.
"A heart that's broke is a heart that's been loved"
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