When you’re a kid no one tells you how it will feel when the things you knew for years disappear. I guess it’s probably for the best we don’t worry about those things before it happens.
It’s a sort of empty, confusing feeling. I’ve seen this room, I’ve walked these floors, they’ve never felt so cozy and cold at the same time.
Trying to find a way of getting on with our lives. Finding forgiveness. Feeling the sadness. Learning it’s not worth being angry all the time.
Here we are wondering how things can change so bloody fast! Realizing we have to go forward because we can’t go back. Finding a way to carry on.
We carry on when our lives fall apart. We fight the darkness. We find joy in small things. We have to.
Grief is big but our ability to carry on is bigger.
As much as those memories may sting….for all the memories that quietly replay in our minds. For all the nights it hits a little harder than you expected….for what it’s worth it was worth all the while. ❤️
Life With The McGavins 