Playing Tug of War
It’s been 18 weeks and 3 days. Or breaking it down further, 129 days. 3,096 hours. 185,760 minutes. 11,145,600 seconds. That’s about 2,838,000 breathes, or 2,167,200 blinks, or 12,900,000 heart beats. Since my beloved passed. Although every step has been difficult, some things are worse than others. Letting go of personal belongings has been difficult, as it feels like a betrayal. Moving on from grief also is difficult because it appears that I am trying to cast out that very…