Hey, mom, it’s me.
The boys are great. Yes, Glenn was here this weekend. He stayed Saturday and Sunday.
He seems to be doing okay. He’s adjusting and I think it gets a little easier each day. Just like most things.
I wish I could tell you Happy Anniversary but now that you are gone and Friday marked the 2 year anniversary of Leon’s passing, it’s obviously not fitting.
I read a quote today that said, “Grief is the last act of love when we can give to those we loved. Where there is deep grief, there was deep love.”
I don’t like that it speaks in past tense. I STILL love you. There will never will be loved, it will always be love.
I will never forget the overwhelming grief, devastation and pain I felt immediately after finding out you died. I still feel it but it’s a bit more manageable than that car ride to the house where you lay. I never made it to kiss you goodbye. I just wanted one last kiss while your heart was still beating. That’s all. I still need it more than I can ever explain and I didn’t get it. In this moment, it doesn’t matter that I will see and kiss you again. That does ABSOLUTELY NOTHING for my pain and grief I an experiencing right this minute and the pain I will have every minute of every day until that day comes.
Living without you sucks. It tears me apart that you’ve been gone over a month. I’ve never gone so long without taking to you and my life just feels like something is missing. You. You’re missing.
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