Two days before Linda’s would-be birthday, I’m wearing her November necklace, I have a lot on my mind,…
and I’m delivered a crushing blow.
I never see those coming.
Then someone else lifts me up.
I’m in limbo.
I feel like my heart has been ripped out and yet being saved from my sadness only makes me hurt more. Because I realize I have nothing figured out. I’m so confused. The let-down in crushing, the raising-up is crushing.
Can’t everything just settle out for me already? I’m exhausted from trying, from trying not to care, and from trying to care again.