Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Not to that point yet

Sometimes, people say things they mean to be kindly.
Yesterday was a really hard day for me. The third anniversary of Bill's death.
I cried.
I cried a lot.
Some people thought I was having a bad allergy day, swollen eyes and chapped face.

This morning I was told that I really need to stop doing that to myself. Let the day be just another day, full of different and good memories. Not a day I remember for Bill's loss.
 I'm not there yet.

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