Shelby wrote on her blog last night. shelbydeason.blogspot.com
I had an inkling it was for Tanna. It was hard for me to read. Bawled like a baby. I'm babysitting Bill, I was crying so hard it upset him and we were both howling. It was awful. I'm mad at her for writing it. I'm mad that I have to feel what I'm feeling. I'm mad that it hurts so much to love someone. I'm mad that it's hard to mend wounds and heal the hurts that are in a family. I'm mad that we hurt people that we love so very much.
I'm mad. I'm mad. I'm mad. And...I miss her too, Shelby.
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