Eight months today.

I keep waiting to feel better. but I don't

Why do I keep focusing on all the things I didn't do.

All the ways I didn't save you.

All the faults I have.

All the "sins"  I committed.

I am so sad.  about so many things.

I'm listening for you everywhere.

I don't know how this is going, I can't see my way past a foggy, gray present.

I'm looking for a way to find my way.

Thank you for your beautiful, wonderful life, for sharing it with me.

Amen.