It has been since March 24th since my brother passed. All of you have been so kind to me during this healing time. When I look at the date it seems I should be much farther along.
I cling to your remarks, such as it takes time, don’t rush it, it is part of the grieving process. They help me so much. But I am getting tired of only feeling like I think of Al mainly.
My dad used to say, you are…
It has been since March 24th since my brother passed. All of you have been so kind to me during this healing time. When I look at the date it seems I should be much farther along.
I cling to your remarks, such as it takes time, don’t rush it, it is part of the grieving process. They help me so much. But I am getting tired of only feeling like I think of Al mainly.
My dad used to say, you are boring it into the ground.
I feel like this is what I am becoming. A sister, caregiver who just doesn’t quit. Maybe like the energizer battery bunny.
We all know I am missing him, and we all know that I am trying to move on, but I have not made it yet.
I don’t want to lose my blogging friends and so apart from writing about Al’s book or adding a photo I take, I will give up my short stories for a while.
You all take care, know that I love you and couldn’t have made it this far without you. When I feel like I have more to offer you in reading stories that you won’t get tired of, I will be back.
Who I am 