I knew that May would be challenging. Sleep issues. Sadness just beneath the surface. Difficulty concentrating. Drained. All the grief ick. I am okay and will make it through. I am simply naming my reality right now. I am giving myself permission to cry, scream, or whatever else I need because we went through some hellish days last May (Memorial Day week). I made it. He didn’t. I claim that so I can remember well and keep going. Life is for living, so I will not sink in the deep end of grief. I persist and am doing my best to keep my eyes on Jesus.
Reflections