I'm tired of being here.
For, while the tale of how we suffer, and how we are delighted, and how we may triumph is never new, it always must be heard. There isn't any other tale to tell, it's the only light we've got in all this darkness.
Thursday, May 1, 2014
Alternate reality.
Some days I feel like I popped out of some wormhole into an alternate universe. This alternate universe is almost the same as the one I lived in for most of my adult life. I do the same kinds of things and have the same kind of life. I liked that old universe. But something is off in this one.
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Hi PS,
ReplyDeleteI have been following your blog for a little while. My heart aches for you and as Mother's Day approaches, you have been in my thoughts. I have not lost a child, but I am a mother and I can only imagine that each day without her must require tremendous strength to get through. I would be so angry and heartbroken, there is just nothing more wrong. I hope you can lean on some important people in your life this Sunday and I wish for brighter days ahead for you.
Warmest,
Hannah