with just a bit of life errands and daily functions ... No duvet day for us ... We attempt the grasp in life
Those hollow days past of raw grief. The time in strange environment immediately in the aftermath of the crisis that beset in time, with a daughter on those precious two of us time. The times in foetal position numb. The sit into space. The hibernation. All mixed up in suspended time...
That is when I could eventually be left alone to grieve in peace.
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