My grandfather Birger was beauty. Inside And on the outside.
Since 8th of December, the day he passed away, i have worn black. He is someone to mourn. The world has gotten darker since that day.
I have difficulty blogging. It feels strange and wrong. You will see it. I am sure it feels like not only you have me and lindha, you will have multiple personalities popping up in the coming weeks to come. Struggling to deal with a life without someone that important in my life, will be tough. And it will show. It colors oneself. One Second Happy, another Sad. Sometimes a little angry and worried. But most of All Sad.
How does one fix oneself while loosing someone special that can Not be replaced?
someone tell me. Please.
love
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You can't fix, it just takes time to heal... and then your wound becomes a scar, less pain but still big part of you.
I Love You for taking the time to say something.
i hope what you say will be the truth.
xxx
Dear DR:
who are you?
i would LOVE to stay in tocuh. it seams difficult to find you.
I really DO wish you a happy new year.
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