It’s New Year’s Eve Eve, and I’m getting ready to wind down and got to bed, but I just wanted to make one last post before I go. I do think I’ve spent far too much time on my own this holiday. This is the second Christmas/New Year holiday since I lost my husband, and I have to to say I’m feeling it just as much this year as I did last. 2 years is a long time, and I have been telling myself I should be picking up now. But then, where is the rule book that says that? They say time heals everything, but nobody says how much time. A day, a month, a year, 2 years, 10 years? I’m thinking maybe it will never get better, or maybe it will, but however long it takes, I will feel better when I am ready to, and not before. Grief sucks. Loneliness sucks.
In the immortal words of The Dixie Chicks, ‘They say time heals everything, but I’m still waiting…’