I’m finding it pretty hard to keep from being sad today. I miss her more than ever.
E asks multiple times a week when is mommy going to come home. I just don’t have a good answer. I don’t have an answer that she really understands.
I had friends over for a kids b-day party last night. It was as far from normal as it could possibly be. As much as I wanted to have people over I also didn’t want to. I didn’t want the reminder of what we no longer have. There was an obvious brightness missing from the room. A life, literally and figuratively, that wasn’t present.
Today’s isn’t a happy day for me