Nov 23, 2015

Monday ...November 23rd

I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once...

And so begins another week.  Nothing stops for anyone and if you don't keep moving you 
are bound to get run over.  Hello everyone.  It is Monday morning.  Over the weekend
 my aunt died.  To say traumatized will be putting it mildly.  Devastating.

Every time someone dies it feels like part of my heart is being pulled out of my chest.
You see it brings back the agony I experienced losing my first husband.  It
crushes my heart because losing Brutus has left me devastated.

Another week begins.  I go to a funeral.  Families are torn apart and the suffering and 
pain is something they will carry in their hearts and lives forever.  I know time 
is the only one that will make things more bearable, but tell that to the one 
who is hurting and they will look at you and think you went crazy.  

  Everyone tells us that right now.  I don't want to hear it either.  I may know
 the facts, but my heart does not.  My heart only know what it feels right now and what 
it feels is a terrible sadness and an ache that just keeps burning and burning in me.

Good morning world.  May your week be a bright, happy and good one. Like I tell 
myself everyday, time stops for no one.  You either keep moving forward or stand still
 and get crushed.  I always move forward, just a lot slower right now.

Always remember that the future comes one day at a time...