This week has felt like it's one foot in front of the other, just like 13 months ago. But now I am doing this journey along with my Mom and it's so hard to watch. So much in common and it's simply heartbreaking.
It's hard when people tell you
"Everything is going to be fine, it HAS to be because all you have been through"
But how do we know that? We don't. Heartbreak doesn't give you good luck, promise or happiness no matter how much you go through. I wish it did. I feel stronger than I was last year, I am a different person than I was last year and I have more appreciation for life than I did last year. But what else would it take to have a promise of "no more bad" when I feel like we have been drowning in it the past 13 months?