The thing that keeps me sane(ish) is knowing that we go on from here. Not believing, but knowing. I have seen enough weird shit, and I don't do drugs to know that this is just one stop amongst many our souls make.
Still doesn't stop me from wanting to kick cancer square in the crotch.
Something I read, and I know to be true... death is harder for those of us left behind. I know my dad is no longer in pain, but the selfish part of me wants him back every single day, just for one more hug. But I know he is better now, and that is what keeps me smiling, even when that smile doesn't always reach my eyes.
HUGS
You aren't alone in feeling what you feel. And it does get better (as cliched as that sounds.)
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Still doesn't stop me from wanting to kick cancer square in the crotch.
Something I read, and I know to be true... death is harder for those of us left behind. I know my dad is no longer in pain, but the selfish part of me wants him back every single day, just for one more hug. But I know he is better now, and that is what keeps me smiling, even when that smile doesn't always reach my eyes.
HUGS
You aren't alone in feeling what you feel. And it does get better (as cliched as that sounds.)
HUGS