Earthquake

Grief is like an earthquake. It really is - my whole world falling and breaking apart. I bend over to pick pieces off the floor and whatever it was before - isn’t even recognizable now. So how do I put it back together when things are so broken that I can’t even tell you what they were in my world before?

I think people think that things just go back to the same way, but just without that person. I think it totally depends on the relationship. My love had her own business that she ran out of our house and I helped her out. We were literally together every day all day long.

My world has been put together again, but has these HUGE holes that I don’t know what to put there as nothing will ever come close to filling that gap. I am living with these holes that feel so dark a deep and then there are times when something will happen. It is like an aftershock and things feel like they are cracking and going to create more holes.

It feels like I am never going to recover from this earthquake. I will always be trying to figure out how to even live after this.

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