Until Next Time...

Tuesday, late afternoon, may have been the hardest point in my life in a long time. I can’t say just yet… I’m still trying to comprehend and let it all sink it. In the end, I hope I’ll be okay. Since then, it has been very difficult. I’ve lost all appetite and sleep is worse than what it was. Concentration is none. And just when you think that you’re all out of tears, it comes back, creeping up on you, like it never left. I’m trying to be strong. I’m keeping my friends close by. It’s times like these that I know who will be there for life.

Right now I am focusing on moving on and figuring out how I’m going to get there. I will try my best to not fall back on my most despised resort. Soon, I can only hope, that I will have two simple, but incredible words when put together, tattooed on my wrists. With these two words, one word on each wrist facing me, I hope that I can be reminded that when things seem overwhelming and that it feels like there is no escape or hope that I need to Stay Strong and not give in.

Stay Strong

in the most beautiful, cursive writing.

Until I can figure things out and try to get by without crumpling into a sobbing puddle, I will not be able to focus on anything else (aside from work, which has been very difficult just to get through the day). I hope that sooner than later I will be back to write of my stories that bring back such wonderful memories and that I’ll be able to share my tales of stupidity, excitement and if I can muster up enough strength… maybe even my tale of loss.

I’ll be around. You, the Internets, help me to take my mind off things. Whether it’d be for a minute or 10 minutes, your stories help. So don’t stop writing because I’ll be here reading.

Until I return…