Nobody Ever Tells You
Nobody ever tells you really how grief is. Not all the parts not the parts that have you waking up in the middle of the night from a dead sleep and crying because you have to remember all over again. Or when you are just trying to get dressed to go to work but you know you have to get this cry out now so you can face to world and lie thru your teeth. Everyone is going to ask, "How are you today?" and you can't say "I'm dying inside." You have been trained, conditioned to make everyone else feel better. No one every told you about the moments that you would forget for a split second that you can't pick up the phone and tell the person that's gone about your day. Or did they? Maybe they did I just didn't listen. I guess it doesn't matter now because I'm in the trenches. Don't get me wrong at my big age I have had loss before. My children's father passed away. We were married had five kids but somehow my grandmother hits so different...