I saw this on one of my loss groups, it was originally posted for Mother's Day but I wanted to share it here as it sums it up so perfectly...every day is a mix of sorrow, hope and love.
Some days I don't know how I hold it together. I think mainly I do lately because I am so focused on work and it is a blessing that I do like it, it keeps my mind active.
I know Angel wants me to keep putting one foot in front of the other. It doesn't mean I don't miss her still, every day.
She has made me stronger in a lot of ways but also much more sensitive and emotional. Sometimes I feel like I should wear a sign - "emotionally fragile - treat with care." Angel being here has broken me wide open.

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