The universe gets in the way, you know? Some days, it’s all I can do to put one foot in front of the other. But the world doesn’t stop turning just because my darling’s dead. It should, but it doesn’t. And there’s taxes to file and chaos to deal with, my mother’s house needing repairs. And through it all, the sure and certain knowledge that it would all be infinitely better, easier to deal with, just basically okay if Steve was still here. A look, a smile, and I could breathe again, reset and start once more. Without that, I’m lost in a sea of despair.

This entry was posted in Death, grief. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s