I sometimes find myself having flashbacks of the day it happened, especially the minutes before. Monday, September 26, 2011 at around 10:10 things started going downhill FAST. It's like when I stop thinking my brain jumps into that mode and it makes me upset because it happened in the past, it's done, it's over. Nothing I experience will ever be as bad as what I've gone through. I don't know, I'm doing well, I am but I'm just done with having all these flashbacks. Of all the times she went to the hospital, of all the times she was in pain, of all the times I thought I was going to lose her. I'm done. I guess this is just a plea to my brain to stop going there. STOP. I want to be okay again.
I don't feel her anymore. I don't feel like she's with me anymore (spiritually) and it bothers me because I know she is. I know she is watching me but I just don't feel her.
I guess this is what one would call a sucky day. Tomorrow I will begin my Writing for the Media blogging about healing, about trying new things and starting new. I will write about that for 5 weeks so be prepared for more intellectual writing from Amy. I will probably number them or put a star to identify them from these types of posts.
Well guys, thanks for hearing me out, again, or reading I guess, let's hope tomorrow will be a better day. It should be because Country Western Dance has been especially fun lately!
Please pray for my co-worker's mom, thank you!
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