Here’s the truth, I suck at writing blog posts every day but I have been especially inconsistent with them because my grandmother’s death anniversary is only a few days away.
I’m not particularly sure when the trigger goes off, but it’s gone off and basically this is all I can think about now. I’m slowly living back the moments that led up to her going back to the hospital for the last time.
I want to cry at random moments because I think back at the many times I sat alone in a chapel, praying for acceptance, peace and a few more minutes with my grandma.
I’m finding myself not making plans for the week of her death anniversary because I’m not to sure how up for anything I’ll be.
Usually, I’m really good at seeing the silver lining in life and finding a reason to smile. I’ve never been good in sitting in the sad, wrapped in a throw from Target and watching Netflix just because I’m sad. But, I’m trying because sometimes sitting the sad is exactly what a person needs.