Funny
how grief comes over me in waves, ebbing and flowing all day. I am
exhausted to the depth of my soul. Right now, my heart aches for our
losses, and especially for Ian's loss. 12 is too young to have to face
the finality of death. Harry, Imani, Mr. Green, David and Yolanda were
loved and will be missed. I just need a little time to grow scar tissue
over the open wound of sudden loss.
