I feel terrible posting about my sorrows again since I really haven't been here for so many of you. I have been through a really tumultuous time with moving, the storm and all that, and it's been a real struggle for me. I know I SHOULD BE thankful just to be alive, to know that my family and friends are okay, and to have my home and my treasured possessions still in tact -- so many people do not because of the storm. I AM grateful, and I AM thankful, BUT I still feel so sad, so blue. It's like my mind knows all these things, but my heart does not. I have a sad, sad heart, and most of the time it feels as if I cannot help it. I feel I SHOULD BE ashamed of myself -- I guess I am -- I KNOW I have been truly blessed in SO MANY WAYS. I KNOW it, but why do I feel so bad, so sad? I know it's NOT right, but sometimes I feel helpless to stop feeling that way. I think and hope as I'm writing this that it's just one of those moments and I will keep feeling better as time goes by, but will always and forever, I suppose, have these lost feelings without my baby girl, as MOST OF US WILL from time to time.
The last time I saw my little girl, Hannah, was on April 19 -- today is September 19. I got up and went to church this morning and was feeling okay. Then after awhile, I started feeling really tired and sad. I then realized TODAY is the 19th. Hannah and Babe would have loved my new place. I so much wish they were here with me (and Maggie). I have been taking Maggie out a lot, and I always feel so sad and bad that Hannah didn't get to go out a lot because she loved it so. I even got a little upset with Maggie today because she just wants to go and go and go where SHE wants to go. It didn't quite seem fair.
I believe part of what has happened here is that the grief has gone deep inside somehow. Maybe partly because I guess I surely SHOULD BE feeling much better than I currently do and most of the time I try to act AS IF I am okay. I guess I HAVE been doing okay really, for the most part. I guess when we feel so down, we forget that it hasn't been all THAT bad. Right now, I don't know. I read some of the poems, and I have today and last night and lots of other times recently, just cried silent tears for my babies -- missing them so. The poems really brought it all back to me -- like I hadn't really thought about THAT day so much for awhile or something. Don't know. Just miss my girl, my best, best girl in the world -- the one who knew me best, who was always with me.
Thanks for listening again. I needed someone to listen again.