Tragedy

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It was foggy on Tuesday. I was happy to see the grey skies and enjoyed the cool air and putting on a sweatshirt, feeling cozy and ready for the change in seasons.

But who knew that the change was going to last forever this day and that the fog probably won’t ever lift, even after the sun began to shine again?

We have lost a young, loved one in our family and we are broken.

I’ve sat frozen and cried and haven’t been able to think or do much of anything and haven’t wanted to be happy or write or share, out of respect and out of shock.  I’m just going through the motions of living, in a fog and waiting. I don’t know what I’m waiting for. I think maybe I’ll feel better once I get to go home and be with my family.

I know how to be happy and I’m learning how to deal with grief, but I’m not doing a very good job at it.

I’m not looking for sympathy.  I know that everyone has to struggle in life and that there are no guarantees, and sometimes life can be really painful.

I wish no mother ever had to lose a child.

I wish for peace and healing for my family.

I wish that children could be protected from pain and stay innocent.

I wish you love.

Namaste.