It’s been two months today since you transitioned from your Earthly body…and it’s been the hardest two months of my life.
I’ve lost almost 40lbs…I quit eating meat…I meditate every morning…I workout (or I try to) everyday…I stay to myself to protect my space, energy and peace at all costs.
There are times where I feel unstable as hell. I cry, I scream, I yell. I forget and I repeat the cycle all over again. I cry anywhere and everywhere. I don’t even care anymore.
I have good days and I have bad days. Sometimes I can see pictures of her or us in my memories and I laugh. And other times I see the pictures and I cry.
This void is real. It’s stifling. It’s rigid. It’s cold. It’s lonely.
Losing a parent is hard. Accepting they’re gone is harder. Living without them is the hardest. All I can do is get up each day and try again…