Winded

I’m winded.

Dragging this heavy heart around while trying to write this week has been grueling.

Which leaves me feeling stupid, selfish and weak.

I really hope I’m none of these things. I try not to be, strive to be just the opposite.

But, today, sandbag in my chest, I’m not quite sure.

Bottom line: You don’t shake grief. It shakes you.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe