If this isn't the right place to post this, just delete it. It doesn't matter......just felt the need to ramble on.....
Every now and then I wake up and want to live again. Then, sometimes the sleepless nights come and I can't breathe. Does it ever end? It's just a part of who I am now, but I'm still lacking understanding of the whole mess.
To feel loss is devastating,
To overcome loss is a struggle,
To live through the pain,
A miracle.
When grief and unhappiness surround you there is a way to help. Think of all the things that you loved....the first time you held him in your arms, the first time he looked at you with those adoring eyes and smiled. When you held out your arms and he took those first unsteady steps. His first home run, when you saw the expression on his face and you laughed so hard you cried. And just when you think you can't bear any more think of one more memory. How he danced with you at his wedding. Now you know there is nothing you can't endure. You are strong.
He was not just the local junkie. He was my baby, my toddler, my little boy, my crazy teenager, a wonderful Dad, and son who loved everyone, except himself, and it was my privilege to be his Mother.
It's just so hard. Life is going on around me like nothing happened. But it did happen and it's never going to go away. I feel so lost without him. It's like something is missing and I can't find it.
Every now and then I wake up and want to live again. Then, sometimes the sleepless nights come and I can't breathe. Does it ever end? It's just a part of who I am now, but I'm still lacking understanding of the whole mess.
To feel loss is devastating,
To overcome loss is a struggle,
To live through the pain,
A miracle.
When grief and unhappiness surround you there is a way to help. Think of all the things that you loved....the first time you held him in your arms, the first time he looked at you with those adoring eyes and smiled. When you held out your arms and he took those first unsteady steps. His first home run, when you saw the expression on his face and you laughed so hard you cried. And just when you think you can't bear any more think of one more memory. How he danced with you at his wedding. Now you know there is nothing you can't endure. You are strong.
He was not just the local junkie. He was my baby, my toddler, my little boy, my crazy teenager, a wonderful Dad, and son who loved everyone, except himself, and it was my privilege to be his Mother.
It's just so hard. Life is going on around me like nothing happened. But it did happen and it's never going to go away. I feel so lost without him. It's like something is missing and I can't find it.