Sleep
I haven’t slept in three days. I am a walking zombie. I don’t know where to turn, where to go, who to call, who to talk to. Im just going through the motions.
Yesterday was a little difficult.
This all started because I cleaned my carport. The memories flooded me and I couldn’t get the gate shut. I still can’t. Yesterday they took the “trash” away. The “trash” that I didn’t want to save, I didn’t want to sell, I just wanted gone. The constant reminders that you are gone, I wanted gone.
It was difficult to watch. But I couldn’t turn my eyes away. Dave is the one that came to do it. He put my railing up too. Well started to anyway. He knew it was hard, I mean, he has been there for me for years. He was one of the first to come help clean out your house. Dave is also the one that convinced me “its been a year Kristina, time to do something about the carport”
And so it begins…….I just need to find someone to help push the gate closed.
