Ugly Day
Today my brain is sloppy, sloshy, running from one emotion to the next. Sadness, anger, petulance all striped together in a gooey, hard to manage mess. I feel like a teenager again. It's not pretty.
Later this month is the second anniversary of Gilly's death. Tomorrow is the last ultrasound appointment before that date. Today is a day of unresolved feelings. Grump.
Later this month is the second anniversary of Gilly's death. Tomorrow is the last ultrasound appointment before that date. Today is a day of unresolved feelings. Grump.