Shortly after his passing, the world began to fall apart.
His presence made THAT much of an impact on this world.
Six months ago I couldn’t even picture surviving the 5 minutes ahead of me.
Somehow, I’ve managed to do it for six whole months!
In the last six months, I’ve had a lot of therapy.
I’ve cried quite possibly more than I’ve cried in my entire life!
I’ve read about 1,000 books.
I’ve lost 13 lbs
I’ve learned to cook for one.
I’ve managed to pay all the bills on time.
I landed an amazing job.
I’ve met about 100 new friends.
I’ve taken up running.
I’ve managed to open my eyes every day.
Somehow managed to get out of bed.
And somehow remembered to breathe.
I miss him still.
I love him even more now!
I remember him in everything I do.
And I talk about him any chance that I get.
Crazy how six months can fly by, yet at the same time, it seems like an eternity ago.
I’ve done a lot of healing in the last six months and I look forward to all the healing that’s to come.
… A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance.