Rollercoaster is a word I would use to describe each day
that passes. The endless heart ache does
not seem to ease with time and although the days seem better, the feeling of
loss never leaves me. The internal
stabbing of the heart whenever I see a child.
The feeling of utter loneliness when I’m in a room full of people
talking about their happy healthy kids; I want to scream, and I do on the
inside. The feeling of constantly trying
to get a breath in without pain or sadness is what I struggle with each moment,
each day.
Last few days were OK. Today is a struggle; I wonder what
tomorrow will bring.
I pray to God to give me strength. Some days I don’t have any strength left.
The hardest thing is that there is nothing, NOTHING that
anyone or anything can do to make it better.
Having my child back can make this better.
Missing you Hope so much!
~Agata~
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| Hope's gift to me this evening. |
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