I want to immerse my entire self into my grieving, but life keeps getting in the way.
My mind keeps getting caught up in other things. I need quiet and space to be able to really get my mind around such a delicate topic as my sons death.
This morning I had a moment to just be alone and breath. It was nice.
I realized Leo died doing what he loved. Sleeping in bed :). That was a happy realization.
Having those moments are so precious. I need more time to reflect and think without the distractions of silly extended family members, who are shady and full of hate.
I pray for them. They are in Gods hands. I can’t wait to see God change their lives for the better. Soon I hope.