Tuesday, July 2, 2013 2:26 PM
Wednesday, July 3, 8:30 AM
Grief does not come in shades of gray. It is blacker than black.
Life's struggles and troubles will, at times, overpower this grief. It stares it down and shoves it to the side. It can lull and numb this grief into a glazed hypnotic state.
I was sad yesterday and I am sadder today.
I miss my son, Joseph Christopher. I will never understand why he is not here today, like he was just yesterday, with Domani, to collect sea shells, build castles in the sand and chase waves on a hot summer day.
And so I gave in and gave up. I cried and then I slept.