WAVING NOT DROWNING
To us grief is like one big day. We sleep when the sun sets and hope that tomorrow is diagnosed as just an over active nightmare. When we wake it is never a new day. This is a journey of re connection, re learning and re defining a relationship that spans two realms.
It is a true story, a sad story, a fucking angry story and a bittersweet tale with chances to laugh out loud as well as sob maniacally, ( my unintended reaction at the funeral ).
Our way forward is to work on the relationships we will have with my husband Luke for the rest of our physical lives and not the ones we had with him whilst he lived. Without the clutter and noise of external voices he can communicate the truths we need to hear with compassion, understanding and trademark black comedy.