Missing you is a clenched fist in my stomach. It’s a tighness that pulls at my heart and crumples me into a ball, fetal position head in hands. Missing you is waiting for the spring in Antarctica. It’s an endless winter in my heart, it doesn’t snow, just freezes over, when I try […]Read more "Waiting for Spring in Antarctica"
In a lot of ways three months is harder than the first few days. In the first few days I had people who were there for me and who promised they would be there as long as I needed them. They were liars. The people I had known all of my life abandoned me […]Read more "I’m not sorry"
We miss you, oh so much, dear love, it’s more than a heart can take. Nothing has been right, sweet love, since the day you didn’t wake. The sun may shine tomorrow , but the storm inside will rage. We will spend forever scarred by what we cannot change. The scars we bare may give […]Read more "Our Bane"
Why, why, why, why? I ask over and over, why me, why her, why us? Where did anyone get the idea that I was strong enough to handle this? How could anyone be strong enough to handle this? Why my daughter? Didn’t I love her enough? Didn’t I try hard enough? Why didn’t any […]Read more "It’s a bad night </3"
Welcome to the one club you never wished to join. Welcome to a pain beyond compare. Welcome to sleepless nights and days you want to sleep away. Welcome to wishing this was all a nightmare and hating waking up from the dreams of your child. I’m so sorry you’re here but I hope you […]Read more "Welcome to the club"