I didn’t write this, but I found it and I couldn’t put it any better myself.
I found this on Journey of Hearts.
“Grief comes in unexpected surges…
Mysterious cues that set off a reminder of grief.
It comes crashing like a wave, sweeping me in its crest, twisting me inside out.
Then recedes, leaving me broken.
Oh, Mama, I don’t want to eat, to walk to get out of bed.
Reading, working, cooking, listening, mothering…
I do not want to be distracted from my grief.
I wouldn’t mind dying.
I wouldn’t mind at all. ”
– Toby Talbert Continue reading