Some days are harder than others.
Loss is really hard. Even the strongest of us, us moms, struggle a bit when a piece of us is missing.
Today, a little over a week since I found out he passed, my daughters and I revisited the park he and I went to. It was difficult. My eyes would glance off into some awkward direction; and, he’d be there. It really does feel like a big chunk of myself is gone.
Today wasn’t as bad as previous day, though. Healing is happening.. slowly. My daughters had fun. This was day 3 in a row, at the playground… so they were tired.
I’m always transparent with you readers because you have to know I go through life similarly to you.
Thank you for giving me some of your time!
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