Wow - it's been less than two years that my biggest concern was a toilet paper shortage.
Rico died.
The whole world is upside down.
Part of me died too, and I will never be the same. Then again, the day I met him I knew I would never be the same.
I had only hoped my kids would not have to live my life - but here they are - dead parent and all. One of them in serious psychiatric treatment, and I've just been asked to put said kid into inpatient mental health care.
Sound familiar?
The only difference is that I am not scared to do it, I know it can work.
I'm just sad that she is living my life - all of it. I hope she gets to live the good parts too.
We miss you Rico - every day - every breath.
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