July 8th

Bereaved Parents Awareness Month. Day 8.

Sometimes I’m just tired.

Not the tired that I used to be before Billy was murdered.

It’s a tired that affects my entire body. My hair feels extra heavy, my arms and legs feel like lead. It’s like my body and reactions are in slow motion.

I still am able to function and get things done but when enough of those days hit in a row, I feel like I’m no good to anyone. I’m just exhausted.

I hope as we wrap up the looming court proceedings in a couple months, that this tiredness will go away.

I belong to a few bereaved parents groups on Facebook.

I read what other people are going through and how long they’ve been going through it.

For some it’s been decades.

I’m still considered in the early stage.

I do have good days, great days and days that are just fine. I also have bad days or maybe just bad parts of a day, but I’ve always gotten out of bed.

Sometimes I have to crawl back in hours later to try and recharge as much as I can.

I can relate to this clip. https://youtu.be/M1Rnwx4ZmX0

I’ll keep on keeping on.

Knowing that “For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all.” 2 Corinthians 4:17

Amen~So Be It.

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