I haven't posted on here very much. I joined at a point where I was feeling desperate. My Nanna was dying slowly of Vascular Dementia and I wasn't sure where to turn. To me she wasn't really a grandparent - she was a mother to me.
This Saturday, it's the two year anniversary f her passing. I stopped posting on here once she'd passed, because I didn't know where to begin. I still don't really!
I'm dreading Saturday. It feels like people expect you to be 'over it' but to me, it's like it happened yesterday. Sometimes I feel like I'm standing still but everyone's lives are just happening around me. Like they're all moving froward.
I don't want it to be two years. I don't want her to be even further from me.
I heard a quote recently:
Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim.
I did find some peace in that.
xxx
This Saturday, it's the two year anniversary f her passing. I stopped posting on here once she'd passed, because I didn't know where to begin. I still don't really!
I'm dreading Saturday. It feels like people expect you to be 'over it' but to me, it's like it happened yesterday. Sometimes I feel like I'm standing still but everyone's lives are just happening around me. Like they're all moving froward.
I don't want it to be two years. I don't want her to be even further from me.
I heard a quote recently:
Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim.
I did find some peace in that.
xxx