Saturday, July 3, 2010

Grief

I am full of pain.

So full of it that my legs hurt, my arms hurt. The space between the bones in my fingers hurt.

I literally know what a broken heart feels like because mine aches with every beat.

I constantly think about Sawyer. What life should be right know, what life would be. It's a cruel cycle. And it never stops.

I want to be dead. I want to die. These are the things I think. This is my life.

2 comments:

Karina said...

One day at a time.
Sawyer is a baby angel and your little girl has someone dear watching over her.
You are a mom; that has not been lost.
One day at a time.

Life is much more precious; live.

Whittney Tomczyk said...

I have been there... still am there sometimes. It feels like losing Owen should have killed me too... no one should have to live through burying their baby.