I have a confession to make about this year so far. I'm already dreading June. I mean, ALOT. It will be five years this year. An unwelcome anniversary.
I was reading over some old posts, and the grief just started bubbling over, welling up in my eyes and forming a knot in the pit of my stomach.
I don't want to be here again. I mean, it's not like Griefville is a place I ever get to leave. It's just, some days are a little more bearable than others.
And this year. Oh, this year. It's already shaping up to be just a thorn in my side.