Soon I will level up to 57…I haven’t posted since my birthday last year. Grief has a funny way of dictating your life - especially when it is fresh, especially when it is a part of you that dies. The void of my son has not been filled and will never be. I have, however, seen small flickers of life coming back - ever so slowly. My life changed dramatically in a split second and the person I knew no longer existed. I have had to rebuild who I am from the ground up. My advantages have been that I already know how to walk and talk, dress and feed myself, but everything else seems to be starting from square one. Some days I fall and retreat, other days I can confront the world and be a part of it. I’m not sure if that part will ever get better or my life will always be like a tide going in and out. Either way, I do choose life every day and in the beginning I wasn’t so sure I would. For any of you still following me after all this time, thank you.
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