Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Taking a spill

Today was hard. I feel like my heart took a big spill. I thought "PT" (physical therapy, a.k.a. grief recovery) had been going well this last week, but as with any recovery, there's good days and bad days. This was a bad day. Dark, heavy, painful. Try as hard as I may, I just couldn't muster the strength to do the exercises/work. I gave it a good try, putting on my game face, but sometimes, as one of our GriefShare videos says, you just have to call it a day. I think I need to go see the Great Physician for stitches.


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