Today and tomorrow aren't going to be much fun. We have my grandpa's wake today and his funeral tomorrow.
I am in a funk. Feeling down and out, tired, moody, emotional. Still grateful that grandpa isn't suffering, but sad all the same. And guilty.
Guilty because I keep thinking "this is nothing like when we lost Verd". Is that bad? I mean, this is my grandpa we're talking about...but he lived a good, long life. I feel like his death has resurfaced my emotions about my brother-in-law.
I feel like I could sleep 27 hours a day, and it STILL wouldn't be enough.
Thank goodness I have my kiddos and my husband...who provide me with sunshine and distraction!
I know that "this too, shall pass"...but when?