Today has been a hard one. I feel lost, lonely, and bereft. The smallest things have me in tears and I just want Adam.They memorialized his profile and I can’t tag him anymore. I miss seeing his name on my friends’ list. I can’t sleep, food doesn’t taste right and when I do sleep I sleep for hours on end. How do I tell myself shower, change clothing and take care of me, when I’m so used to being a we?
Luckily, I have writing. It helps. I’m working on Child of the Loch, to make it better than it was. I’m getting good thoughts on the changes from beta readers. Hopefully, my sadness can add a new dimension to the story. I have to pray that it works for the good, because if it doesn’t my pain is useless.