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Evan ripped the burner off of my stove this morning. He's been up since before 7am and it has been a trying morning. Daylight savings time seems to have messed his schedule up, but I'm fighting to fix it.
I had awful nightmares about Roger and Keith last night. I still don't have the closure that I need from their death. I still cannot accept that they're gone and they won't be coming back. Seriously, shit. It's been almost 6 months since they passed. Wow. In my dreams, I hear their voices and it's like they're right there again. I'm so happy, but then the happiness always gets ripped away and the sorrow begins. The way that they died (in a house fire) was so sudden and tragic and it shook me to my core and I just can't pull myself out of being miserable about it all.
I woke up feeling okay and motivated myself to start on the dishes right after I got up and around. I was doing great until a song came on the radio that reminded me of Roger so much. I just stood there at the sink, bawling like a little baby. It's hard. It's all just so hard.
I had awful nightmares about Roger and Keith last night. I still don't have the closure that I need from their death. I still cannot accept that they're gone and they won't be coming back. Seriously, shit. It's been almost 6 months since they passed. Wow. In my dreams, I hear their voices and it's like they're right there again. I'm so happy, but then the happiness always gets ripped away and the sorrow begins. The way that they died (in a house fire) was so sudden and tragic and it shook me to my core and I just can't pull myself out of being miserable about it all.
I woke up feeling okay and motivated myself to start on the dishes right after I got up and around. I was doing great until a song came on the radio that reminded me of Roger so much. I just stood there at the sink, bawling like a little baby. It's hard. It's all just so hard.