One year


One year ago, I was depressed and mourning the loss of my daddy, an aunt, my daddy’s dog and one of Zachary’s best friends. Now I am deeply depressed, still mourning all of the above and deeply grieving for my Zachary. It has changed me completely; I don’t even recognize myself sometimes. One year from now I wonder how I will feel and what else I will lose.


One response to “One year

  1. I, too, am no longer sure who I am. My identity was so much based on being a mom to my two children. Now that that has been destroyed, I feel no security in the future at all. There is no way for any of us to know what our lives will look like a year from now, or even a week from now.


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