Last night I thought I was going to lose my mind. I thought someone was going to come and take me out of the house in a straight jacket. I lost it. I won't describe it - don't want to relive it - don't know what I'll do if/when it happens again.
Yesterday was busy after we heard the news. Michael's daughter was here with her husband and they kept me busy until bedtime.
When I turned out the light and climbed into bed, surrounded by blackness and silence, the images of him, and the reality of what happened flooded my mind and heart until I thought I would drown.
My oldest son, Richard, was here a lot today to help clear out things of Greg's that would be painful to see. It was calming just to have him in the house - to know he was close. He usually has that effect on me. I don't think he has any idea.
I promised him that I would take care of myself, but I don't know if I can. I feel that this will split me in two.
How will I make it through the night tonight?
Yesterday was busy after we heard the news. Michael's daughter was here with her husband and they kept me busy until bedtime.
When I turned out the light and climbed into bed, surrounded by blackness and silence, the images of him, and the reality of what happened flooded my mind and heart until I thought I would drown.
My oldest son, Richard, was here a lot today to help clear out things of Greg's that would be painful to see. It was calming just to have him in the house - to know he was close. He usually has that effect on me. I don't think he has any idea.
I promised him that I would take care of myself, but I don't know if I can. I feel that this will split me in two.
How will I make it through the night tonight?
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