Some days I don’t know if I can do any of this. Not the grieving.Not the parenting.Not the letting go.Not the rebuilding. I sit with these big questions— Why does it seem so easy for him to move on?Why am I still holding the weight of everything while he only carries himself? I try to …
“Not because I’m ready, but because I’m tired of waiting until I feel ready.” — Day One of showing up for myself. This blog begins here.