I have given up on trying to find the reasons why
…. there are none.
I have given up trying to analyze my own emotions
… they are what they are. There is never a right way to feel.
I have given up trying to figure out the right thing to do
… tomorrow I have to get over myself and be there for someone else. I feel inadequate.
I have given up thinking about it and not thinking about it.
I have given up arguing with reality
… she’s gone. I don’t know if there is more than I can say.
I thought about cards and flowers and I settled on writing this poem and placing it in a picture frame. Hopefully I can make it decent.
I am grateful for the people who surround our family. I am grateful for the outpouring of support in the community. I am grateful for the love in the world.