I’ve been in discomfort for months. I hate the pain, but I am growing because of it.
While I’m out here in my discomfort zone, I better stay out here and get some more uncomfortable things done.
I shouldn’t let myself be comfortable again just yet.
I have more growing to do— I can feel it.
Author: Admin
I was happily married for almost 24 years. My husband and I had were raising two children. Shortly before our 24th anniversary, Tom died suddenly of heart attack. My world stopped. With kids (ages 16 and 13) there isn't the luxury of mourning at my own pace. I had to roll up my sleeves and help each with their own grief all the while managing mine. It is very hard. I am sad that some of you may have found this blog as you are trying to navigate your own traumatic event. Let me be here for you. Grief is fickle. Just when you think you are strong enough to manage a second, a minute,
an hour, Grief changes her mind and punches you in the gut.
You are not alone. I'm going through it, too. I am here for you.
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