Today is three weeks that Prince Charming has been gone.
I have good days.
I have bad days.
At this point it’s a wash – it all evens out.
I have discovered I have a wonderful support team of family and friends.
But I’ve also discovered that I’m being too hard on myself. Everyone wants me to be “ok” so I am or I try to be what they expect.
I’m afraid if I let it all out that I won’t be able to make it stop.
So I am putting one foot in front of the other. And sometimes I stumble. And I worry about am I doing it right. And. And. And.
Then the doggies come and give me kisses.
The new normal takes some getting used to.