Dear Erin,
Yesterday was a Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very
Bad Day. I can be pretty much okay one minute then I feel as though I am
drowning. My heart has been ripped from my chest yet I cannot stop breathing.
People talk to me and I am expected to respond but I have nothing to offer. I
kept thinking that I should call someone, but I couldn’t find the words to
express my unending anguish. The person I really want to call is you. I
actually called your phone a couple of days ago and told you how much I miss
you.
Today was better. I took Nick to get a new phone,
and a winter coat and boots. Peyton is camping out with Papa in the camper for the second night in a row. They invited the rest of us out to sit by their campfire and look at the stars.
I know that there will be many Terrible, Horrible,
No Good, Very Bad Days and that I just have to allow the tears to flow as
another wave of grief washes over me. I will try to remember that this, too, shall pass.
Love, Mom
Sometimes this human experience feels downright awful... Nothing much to do but as you say, try to remember, this too, shall pass. I promise you will laugh again and it will catch you by surprise. My heart goes out to you.
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