Grief is a lot of work. I know that sounds ridiculous but it’s true.
And some days I just don’t want to deal with it. Or be reminded of it.
Those days would especially include when I have to fill out a government or school form for my son or myself and instead of writing his father’s name, I have to write in “deceased.” That hurts.
Or I get to pick from the selections of my status: single, married, divorced or widowed. After eight years, you would think I would be used to answering these questions but it still pulls … Read More