I finally let loose and cried for real. Now I am trying to move on. I still find myself tearing up when something reminds me of the one I lost, but it is getting easier. Everyone grieves differently so I guess I can't expect to follow some particular mold. I am starting to get a piece of understanding for those who lost a loved also and thought I wish I could tell her this and remember that she is gone. I am so used to releying on her that it is hard to fill the empty space. I know writing this helps me an maybe reading it will help someone else too. God bless till next time.
As a kid I watched my parents fight about different things. I don't really have any other parents to compare them to so I can't really say whether they were normal fights couples have or not. I couldn't even say what most of them were about except the ones that were about me. We only ate as a family on holidays. My father came home late so we kids ate without him. I do remember spending time with him in the evening before I went to bed so it couldn't have been that late. My own husband gets home a little later because of his job commute so we eat late every night. But home schooling has given us the ability to be more flexible than my Mom was able to be. We had school early the next day. As I got older, I remember my Father being home less and less and the fights seemed to intensify. I remember one night when I was thirteen. I could hear them yelling through the wall. My mom found me crying and I told her I didn't want them to get a divorce. She told me...
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