Joie has been gone three years today - and that seems like a long time but sometimes, like today, it is a fresh wound and I'm unable to shake off this feeling of gloom and loss. I expect each year to be easier but it really isn't or not in any real way. I seem to relive those last few days in the hospital so it actually is about five days.
She died on a monday and for a long time I had a hard time getting through each monday but that seems not to be a problem now but I think I will always have a problem with July 30th.
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