Sometimes I wonder how the girls are doing with all the change.My insightful Lucy has been pretty quiet. I know that one day, it’s going to all come out.
It’s Katy’s brutal honesty that I think captures what we are all feeling right now.Last night, we were snuggling in my bed, winding down after a full day of activity.
Katy looked at me and said, “I wish Grandma wasn’t dead.”Yeah, me too.
I appreciate how she doesn’t sugar coat the raw pain that we are all feeling. She doesn’t dance around this grief. She confronts it, head on.In those moments when I feel I have to be another person, I remember Katy’s strength.
I remember that it’s ok that I’m not ok.
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