Friday, July 22, 2011

Flying with broken wings...

Not really sure why I named the blog this... Except that is how I feel.. Got a message from a friend of mine after reading my blog.. She saw a bird outside her window with a broken wing.. It tried to fly it kept falling... Just when she thought it couldn't fly it took off into the air.  This is how I feel...
        This is how we are living right now...  There are moments where we get stuck.. and not a day goes by where there isn't a reminder that he is no longer with us.  Still we continue to try to walk, breathe, live.  Yet at times.. we fall splat onto the ground.. which is a reminder we are still healing.. we are still broken from the pain of this adventure.
A reminder that grief is a process of pain.. it takes time there's no short cut.. you just have to live through it.. dang.. if ever I wanted and EASY button. This would be the time.. could I just have the microwave version of grief.  the Instant grief recovery just add water...
Instead we limp there are days we fake normal there are days we can't even begin to fake normal.  Aleeya asked for the plates to smash with our feelings on them.. We are going today to a thrift store to buy some as a part of our grief project.  Taking life one day at a time, sometimes one moment at a time.

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