Hopes and Dreams
Writing helped me so much when my role was the caregiver. Now that my role is the widow, and mourning is my constant companion, I don’t have much to say or write. I could write volumes on grief, but I won’t, not today anyway.
Most people allow you a small window of time for grief. Once that small window is passed, you are expected to move on. To get over it, to stop talking about it.