Do yourself a favor. Before it's too late, without thinking too much about it first, pack a pillow and a blanket and see as much of the world as you can. You will not regret one day it will be too late.
After almost 11 months of more sadness & despair than I could've imagined, I'm getting to the place where I think of my Jorge & feel some of the peace & joy he brought into my life. I still mourn & grieve deeply, but I'm grateful for the few smiles too!
i used to feel this way... i used to smile even though i felt like crying all the time and when you look back its kinda rewarding to b honest as you pull a sense of strenght from it... now i dont know what im meant to do,feel, go or say... what now??