just like that, pt 2

Just let her smile come back and shine, just like it used to be.

That phone-call is a dreaded thing. Maybe you've experienced similar. You know the kind, the one that tells you you're world is about to crash? Or, maybe you don't know the kind. In which case, I envy you.

My heart fell into my stomach this morning, and all that acid continues to burn my heat. It won't stop stinging, and it hurts. Some of the worst pain I've ever felt. I don't want this to be another trigger, but I feel it happening already. 

There is a storm in the distance. I can feel it. There's a possibility it's a lot closer than I'd hope for. I can't stop it from coming, and this I know. I just wish, there were a way to prolong the inevitability. But, alas I'm sure there isn't. 

Let her cry. Yes. Please let me. I can understand why it's done. And if not for that one thing. I'd do it. 

I'm glad for the friends I have, the pain has most certainly not gone away. But for a while I was distracted. It neutralized that burn, if only for a little while. I appreciate it and love you all. 

95. That's a reasonable amount of years to live isn't it? I just wish she didn't have to go. Yeah she'd been ready for it, ready almost 30 years I've heard. A great life was lead. Making each and everyone one of the family members enjoy our own lives a little bit more.  It's not going to be the same, but I'm sure we'll all find a way to deal. 

You'll be in my heart for the rest of time. Rest in Peace NannyM. 

♥ b. 

I'm just a sad song, with nothing to say.