Walking through it
The hottest day. We moved Greta into her dorm and said “goodbye” to our safe little bubble of five. Oh, my heart. He's been gone four plus months now. How can that be? Putting one foot in front of the other is harder than I thought it ever could be. The journey getting from Kevin's burial at the end of August to today has been exhausting and every step has felt so heavy. I feel like I am wearing a weighted blanket on my shoulders that no one can see. The thing is, grieving is not something you can avoid. You have to walk through it. There is no way of getting around it or sneaking past it. You have to put one foot in front of the other and walk straight into the pain and sadness of it. You have to wake up and take out the garbage that he always took out. You have to load the van to take a child to college...he was so good at that. You have to drop them off in their dorm, say goodbye and drive home...alone. No one is coming to take his place. You just have t...