Time hasn’t changed a thing. The loss remains visceral.
time changes nothing. Not a thing. You belong here. With me. With us.
Missing Brett every single foe day and every single night. Every time a bird sings or a sunset appears. Great love and great loss. Permanent dull ache of my heart.
some days are harder than others.
Why Friends Abandon Grievers
Being good wasn’t enough
Time marches on,I dont have a choice but to keep moving forward ,so wanting to stop time. My heart is forever broken.
Yes dear it’s as bad as you think. Or worse
Need to slow down but too painful to pause.
Like constantly treading water… I’m weary