They liked it. It’s my mood
that’s boring. It’s been six months today since my son died. According to two
good friends who took the risk to tell me, I have allowed myself to get old,
out of shape, overweight, and depressed. OK. I plead guilty. I want my joy back
and it breaks through now and then. My approach to life is positive and I look
for people, places, and things that encourage connection to positives.
Hang in there, Shay. Thinking of you as you continue to process your grief.
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