12 weeks without my boy, the permanence of the situation is much more real. 12 weeks- feels like a lifetime but also a blink of an eye. Some days are OK, I can function, I can have a part to play. Other days are a struggle. Most days there are tears and I wonder where my purpose in life has gone, where is joy? The miss is huge, the pain is deep, the sense of loss and lack of belonging is massive. You were my anchor, Rob, the person I still looked forward to seeing at the end of the day even after 27 years. Without you I feel untethered, adrift, purposeless. Sending this community all the love and so grateful that I have a tribe that understand where I am at.
Posted by ruthb69 at 2022-07-24 19:55:51 UTC