Broken.
Today, I just feel broken.
Broken.
And exhausted.
But I can't sleep.
The details of all this just hurt.
The hurt is in the details.
Not the tasks of what is ahead, or what is in my immediate to-do basket, but just the details about his accident, and his body, and if there are words in the English language to describe all of this or how I am feeling---well, I don't know them.
I just know that I feel broken.
I.just.want.him.back.
I just want to scream that to the heavens, and I can't.
I want to throw a fit like a child until I get my way.
But those things won't bring him back, and I'm pissed and I'm sad, and I just ache in my core, in my throat, in my eyes.
It's late, and I'm rambly, and exhausted, and I can't really find the words that I need.
Talking out loud sometimes is a whole lot harder than typing, so for this minute right now---this is my outlet.
I'm going to take a bath and bawl and go to bed.
posted by Lainey-Paney @ 1:00 AM
7 Comments:
The poor, darling little man. This is simply devastating. I'm so sorry for everyone involved.
Any comment I write cannot possibly help – but I am thinking of you, the family and that sweet boy.
My heart goes out to you...just want to send you many hugs.
I have no words, only prayers for you and your family.
I can't even wrap my head around this. I am so very very sorry, sweetie. Many prayers and hugs your way.
I extend my prayer to you.
I am so sorry
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