When the sun comes up ..
When the sun comes up, I want to go back to bed..
Luckily, I have miss Mia to feed and cuddle with – she is such a comfort, Joe’s puppy. I recommend everyone have a French bulldog 🙂 It just makes you cooler.
I don’t understand life and why I am here and Joe is gone.
“Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.”
I find distractions and can handle myself, these days.
I just got screened for a siblings grief group at Sloan. I hope I get in – I think it could help talking to others who have experienced what I am going through.
Sending you love for your day, what makes you get out of bed in the morning?
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