Thursday, July 26, 2012

Day 2

It is 10:30am on the 2nd day of my 'funeral leave'.  Unable to get up and move my body forward.  Sure my shoulder hurts.   It isn't that I can't move because I hurt.  I don't want to.

Grief is one of those things that hits you when you least expect it. 

And today...I just wanna go back home.
And today...I just wanna not have this pressing ache in my gut.   The one that mourns for what should/could have been.  The one that mourns the loss of a child whom sits in a small town jail...awaiting his court date on Monday. 

And for today ...I don't want to he reminded why/how I got an extra 3 days off work.