reliving the beginning of grief

by Hope
(Tappahannock VA.)

I am weak, I am strong. So tired of these ups and downs, good days and bad. This new life, the New Normal that I am supposed to be experiencing One year after my life was torn apart does NOT come easy.

Today the simple act of sorting through DVD's to find Christmas shows for Boo had left me queasy. His B-movies, Indiana Jones, Bogie Movies that we watched together.

It brings back that tightness in my chest, the difficulty breathing, hard to concentrate feeling some how just "out there". All those feelings in the beginning that I thought I had gotten past.

Guess its never too late to have a memory smack ya down.
But tommorrow is another day, A better day or I hope so, I must think that or go mad with grief.
HH

wow the word below was grinch how appropriate ...