Things here seem to be ok right now.
I’ve been happy.
It’s a scary thing honestly.
But the good times here have greatly outnumbered the bad.
I still miss her more than anything, don’t get me wrong, but right now I feel peaceful.
I’m not letting fear drive me.
I’m looking to the future and not just in the past.
I have decided to take on new projects to honor my Annaleigh’s memory.
I have decided that I am in control of my grief, it is not in control of me.
I’ve missed this sense of control.
I’ve missed ME.
I’ll never be the me I was before October 14, 2013, no, she died right along with Annaleigh; in the moment I was told my daughter was going to die, she left.
The new me is stronger than I ever imagined possible.
The new me is a warrior mom.
I am hanging on to me for dear life.