So what if we’re not perfect? So what if we let people see who we really are, beyond the snapshots of Facebook and Instagram.
Experiencing grief takes you down a painful path, you lose pieces of yourself, some you get back, others you don’t. There is no coming out on the “other side” because once you really experience grief, your path, your direction changes entirely and you’re just not going that way anymore.
After I tucked my son into bed last night and walked to the kitchen for the 100th time that evening, I felt an overwhelming sense of contentment. I was tired and hadn’t had the best day, but all of the sudden thought to myself, “I love our home”.