Grieving the loss of a child never goes away. It simply becomes more acceptable over time.
But sorrow returns when least expected.
Like every other ordinary day.
Although holidays are sometimes the worst, grieving has become a natural part of living for me.
My son was killed in a car crash over eight years ago at the age of 22.
Grief is what it is. Painful, enormous, and gut-ripping. Overwhelming, unacceptable, and life-changing. Depressing, unfathomable, and just plan horrible.
I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.
©.2012 Phoebe Leggett
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