2 responses to “i’m still me, even in australia”

  1. Maureen

    My way of dealing with the death of my mother has been to tuck that pain away until I’m ready to deal with it. Sometimes I’ll take it out for a moment but it’s just too big, so away it goes again. My hope is that someday it will be a manageable size and I can deal with it then. Sometimes, though, when my defenses are down, my grief gathers it’s strength and hits me from left field like a rogue wave in a calm sea and takes my breath away.

    In short, I know what you mean.

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