| Mar. 26th, 2009 @ 05:18 pm Is been a rough day (warning, wibbling and wangst ahead) |
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location: On the bus homeCurrent Mood:  discontent Current Music: Horselips; Trouble
Its roughly the anniversary of mom's passing and I find myself breaking out in random tears and taking stuff personally.
Even when its not.
I hate it.
It sneaks up on me while I am in meetings at work. When I am in conversations with others. While I am driving the car or riding the bus.
Tears leak from my eyes without stopping and I am finding it hard to deal.
For me, this is not normal. Death is a part of life, and I KNOW in my deepest of hearts that her passing was the best thing that could have happened for her. I accept death and don't tend to dwell on it, except this year I am.
I'll call my sis tonight, share some tears with her. Spend sometime hiding in the bath, trying to ground and find my balance again.
Because I must. |
