guilt

It’s overwhelming some days. Unbearable, actually. Some days I have this indescribable guilt for being happy. When a loved one dies, they don’t hand you a “Grieving for Dummies” book and wish you luck. There are no set rules or even guidelines on how to grieve, how long you should grieve, or what grieving looks … Continue reading guilt

seven

The number of days since you've been gone. It feels like yesterday, it feels like an eternity. That seems to be the theme in my emotions the past few days... mixed and opposite. I'm also starting to miss the little silly things, like adding goodies to my wishlist for you because I know how much … Continue reading seven