Does anyone find themselves like I am?
I live in Spokane Washington.
The Mingos live in Idaho and Utah.
I feel a million miles away.
I feel like I am walking through cold molasses.
I can't imagine the grief Regina must be feeling..losing her two sons and a husband.
How are all those Mingo girls?
Losing a Dad and both their brothers?
And of course, our Shelley, losing the love-of-her-life and the Daddy to her little ones.
I feel paralyzed with grief...walking from room to room - not able to think, wondering how in the world could people be going to work and go shopping at Walmart?
I want to yell out my window.
"THERE IS A WORLD OF HURT - going on here."
"Do you know what has happened?"
"How can you be normal?"
"How can you laugh?"
How can life go on?
Of course we know it will.
We know we will find meaning and peace.
We know there are and will be experiences that will make 'going on' possible.
Just for now.
Just for a little while, can I just lay on the floor
curled up in the fetal position
with a blanket over my head
and cry my face off?
I don't know the Mingos...except Jordan.
But I feel their pain, is that possible?
I feel their pain...right here in the middle of my chest.
It makes taking a deep breath hard.
I has taken a hold of my heart and mind and thoughts and rendered me useless to any sort of daily function.
I am so so so sorry.
I am so so so sad.
As..........I am sure you are, too.
And hey, if you had a spat with someone you love... go fix that, 'k?