Every day I wake up hopeful that today is the day that it will start getting better.. and every day I go to bed thinking.. maybe it will be tomorrow. Grief is different for everyone, some hide it, some wear it on their sleeve, some stay to themselves, some get out there... everyone is different, those of us in grief can only pray for patience and acceptance from those that we love the most and that you never have to truly understand how we feel. Maybe tomorrow.
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Random Musings from Facebook
My random status thoughts and love sent to me by others. Just a glimpse into the madness, sadness, and silliness of my mind.