This post was originally published on Bubblews by me on June 25, 2015.
I fight it day in, day out. I fight the darkness that threatens to overcome me. A blanket of grief that is so heavy that it extinguishes all the light. Often as the tears flow in a brief moment of solitude before I must stifle them upon arrival at my destination.
Thankfully, the fresh air, the people, the music, the children, the dog, the cat, the yoga, the wine, the chocolate, the hugs, the messages, the friends, the family, the movies, the bicycles, the swimming pools, the sunshine, and yes, even the memories of my beloved son, all do their best to bring the light back to the surface.
It’s a daily struggle to be a grieving parent.