There are still days and moments that...I can't believe it.
There are still days and moments... I won't believe it.
There are still days and moments when the pain is every bit - if not more - unbearable than ever.
There are still days and moments when I find it overwhelmingly difficult to love my daughter's fully.
There are still days and moments that I wonder how I will take one more step.
There are still days and moments when I do take one more step and see that it makes no difference.
There are still days and moments when I want to hit, smack, scream at, and rage to everyone and everything.
There are still days and moments when the pain is palpable and I feel shooting pains in my heart as it breaks a bit more.
There are still days and moments when the wonderful memories aren't enough; they just don't cut it.
There are still days and moments when I want to "and do" curl up as a fetus and cry. I AM THE CHILD AND I HURT!
There are still days and moments ....and I expect there will be many more.
Always.
Author Unknown - contributed by Nancy Levin
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