9 months 26 days. I can't believe it's been this short of time one minute or so very long the next. Usually nine months means the birth of a new baby. Good happy times. This nine months plus just makes me realize the roller coaster I have been on and how I so want to get off of it. I thought things were healing over and feeling better, but more times than not this isn't the truth of the matter. Wet eyes at inopportune moments, dreams smashed, plans changed. Why I ask? Not that I expect an answer, but one would be extremely nice.
Why did this happen to me? Stop feeling sorry for yourself and buckle down. I can't, I don't want to, but I know I must. I am tired. Not sleepy, just tired of the stress, the loss, the sadness, etc etc. I am waiting for my new addition of a new happy life.
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