Change.
Life doesn’t exist without it, but it can be so hard. My husband pointed out to me yesterday that the tone of my blogs has changed since I began. They are not as morose as they used to be. As least most of them anyway.
I agreed with him, but told him I didn’t want to talk about it. I hate that it has become routine to remember that Eric is gone. I hate that even though I don’t want to, I’m moving on. It feels like I am betraying him.
I know I can’t stay in that same place forever, but that doesn’t mean that part of me doesn’t want to.
I don’t know how this becomes normal, but slowly it does.
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