The moment that you left me, my heart was split in two; one side was filled with memories; the other side died with you. I often lay awake at night when the world is fast asleep; and take a walk down memory lane with tears
This is so similar to the prayer I picked out for my mothers prayer card at her funeral. I never knew this was a Native American prayer for the grieving. Being part Native American, I see I picked the right words
it never hurts less to lose someone so special. It's more difficult losing someone as an adult. I have to continue on as if everything is ok. When really all I want, is permission to fall apart for just a moment.