Tuesday, April 16, 2013
I feel like I am flosting above myself trapped in some horrible bad dream. I had such an awesome weekend, and then yesterday turned into a nightmare. I went for my walk, and came back feeling really motivated and great, just to turn on the TV and see the news showing what happened in Boston. So, now I have a heavy heart and feeling so bad for all those affected by what happened. Still, I go through my day, forcing a smile. Then at 7:44 pm, my step sister called me to tell me my dad passed away. I knew this call was coming, but I was totally unprepared for it. I have been crying since. I woke up this morning, hoping it had just been a bad dream. I am numb, I feel so lost, I want to cry and can feel myself choking up, but the tears won't come. I know the pain of losing my grandparents, but this pain is so much harder to deal with. I really just don't know how to pick up the pieces.