((((Alffee))))
I don't grieve in the same way that a lot of people do, I guess. I rarely cry. I don't lose my appetite. I am not quiet and withdrawn. I guess I seem to be "normal" and most assume that I am not hurting....
little do they know.
Wes has been gone for ten years now and I still miss him so much. There are days that I am still shocked that he isn't here. I still come home from work with things to tell him. I still dream that he is with me.
The people in my life who have understood...and held a hand out to me have saved me...
and the ones who think I have to "get over it"...they're not a part of it anymore.
We all grieve in our own way. But we all grieve.