Over the last eight months grieving Erica, time has eased the day to day emotional pain. My days are back to normal most of the time. But sitting here on a Tuesday on the eighth month after her death, the sadness is persistent. The day is rainy and the sky is gloomy which seem to mirror how I feel inside. There are still times when I find myself thinking it just doesn't seem possible. How could this have happened?Eight months is just a fraction of time when I think about the many years ahead without my Sister. There were times I didn't agree with what she did and times she wasn't happy with me, but we were Sisters. That's a term I don't get to use anymore. It's all past tense and eight months isn't long enough to get used to that.
Quote: “To spare oneself from grief at all cost can be achieved only at the price of total detachment, which excludes the ability to experience happiness.”
~ Erich Fromm
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