I owe ya'll an apology.I know, I am not the only one who has lost a loved one.
I am depressed and apparently, today was not my day.
I was, I am sure not to fun to work with or be around today and that blog! I am sorry. I was childish. It wasn't about followers or # of comments. It was just me losing it.
Have you ever wanted something so bad and couldn't get it you just end up with total frustration and go all haywire? I want my family back!!! I WANT TO TALK TO MY SISTER AND MY DAD. I WANT TO HOLD THEM AGAIN!!
On way way home I just grew more and more angry.
Critter suggested we go for a ride ( No, I didn't tell him how I was feeling but, he knew something was amiss I am sure) I rode and let go of the day for a bit and driving over to a friends tonight it hit me like a ton of bricks!
GIVE IT TO GOD!!!! I prayed and cried and it was then I found relief. I lost sight of what is most important to me and basically came unraveled.
I apologize.
Thank You for all the wonderful comments.
I cannot publish some because they contain pet names.
I was honest with Critter and he read the entire blog and comments with me and some made us laugh and some made us cry.
They have all reaffirmed to me that no matter who you are, you are never alone and are not the only one who has suffered a loss.
So, Thank YOU!!!!!
Just keep swimmin,just keep swimmin...........
Just keep prayin, just keep prayin............
You have nothing to apologize for. How we feel is how we feel. Others can empathize, sympathize, or just not get it at all. No matter. Let those feelings out--there may be someone reading who needs to hear exactly what you have to say. It helps to know we're not alone in all this.
ReplyDeleteI can't verbalize the struggle I have sometimes in dealing with my daughter's unexpected death. But I can type to my heart's content. If someone quits reading because they don't want to hear it, I never know. I just know I feel better for letting my anger and grief out. And the cyber hugs and support that come my way lift me out of the black hole I sometimes find myself in.
Sorry this is so long. Guess you touched a nerve--I understand your longing and your anger all too well. Like you said, keep on swimming, keep on praying.