One year, one month and one week. That's how long it's been since we said goodbye to Thomas.
Thomas, who should be one.
Insane. Completely, utterly, unthinkably, horrifically insane.
It's also crazy that I have absolutely no idea how I've survived. Seriously - how on earth am I still walking around with a gaping hole where my heart used to be?
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I wish I could do or say more.
'a gaping hole where my heart used to be'....... that is exactly how it is. And I do often wonder, how am I surviving each day? How did I get here, seemingly in one piece........ I don't know how we survive. I'm sorry for your pain.
Big hugs - I wish I had the magic answer for you.
I wish I could give you all the answers and make things right. (((HUGS)))
I wish I could do something to help the pain go away. Instead all I can do is leave you a comment and let you know that there are many out here that care about you.
You always have your Simple Life DVD and that is such a good time waster. ;) I still think that was funny. You can delete me if this didn't at least make you smile a little. ;) I try to help with humor but I just don't understand why everyone doesn't think I am as funny as I think I am. :(
I often wonder the very same thing. Let me know if you figure it out. I'll do the same.
Yeah, i wonder the very same thing. Especially remembering those minutes of saying goodbye, it is just mind-boggling to me that i am still here....but i am...((((((hugs)))))
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It's because your beloved, family and friends still reside in a little piece of your heart that stayed with you even when Thomas was not allowed to stay.
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i ask myself that question often. one answer i've given myself is that i have to keep going to keep my son's memory alive. is that enough? sometimes it is. mostly it's not.
I'm dreading my one year mark without...
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