Capture Your Grief Day 3: What It Felt Like

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Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco

We knew her body was tired. So I held her.  Nestled under my chin just the way we’d spent the days that came before.  It was peaceful.  We just held each other until she slipped away.

And then the fog.  Thick. Disorientating.  I knew the world was out there. It was still turning.  But I couldn’t see it.

When the fog began to lift, the searing pain set in.  Unceasing.

Eventually, disbelief.

That little beauty took my breath away a million times.  But without her I didn’t know how to breathe.  I didn’t know how to face a world that betrayed me.

Lost.

Broken.

 

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