Today was like any other day, but then again it wasn’t. Some days I am able to ignore the constant switch in the back of my head that can turn on at any given moment to remind me of my heartache. Today I couldn’t ignore the switch. It mostly came on when I was alone. Even being alone for just a few brief moments – the tears came.
By the time I came home, it was a waterfall of black tears. Who knew that crying was perhaps an easier way to take off your makeup.
So I took a shower and sobbed.
I probably sound like a lunatic and I am sure that people think I have gone on long enough about the death of my son, but please know I have no idea what I am doing. Each day my goal is to survive and the past 6 months I have achieved my goal each day. Some days I succeed more than others.
I saw this on a dear friends facebook page today and thought it was beautiful.