Nothing was ok... Nothing made my heart sing... Nothing made me smile... I was miserable and dead inside. Yes I did face the most horrific loss any mother could imagine, but here I still am. Why I don't know, I don't make those rules or have those answers. What I do now is I have two choices...
Live like I am living or live like I am dying.
I choose to live like I am living because each and every day we are dying. Some fast... Some slow... Some medium... But we are all doing it. Its going to happen soon enough there is zero reason to speed it along. Having said that I am also not afraid to die... I think that has lots to do with being able to live. But that's just me.
So what's your choice?