There are days that I wake up in the morning and wonder why I get out of bed.
There are times that I hear my father's words come out of my son's mouth. It helps.
There are days that I think of all the things I should have done and didn't, and all the things I have left to do.
There are nights that I am fearful of going to sleep. Dreams can be terrifying.
There are moments that I am so thankful for friends - but I cannot find the strength to pick up the phone and call any one of them.
Some days I fear nothing. Other days I fear everything.
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