2 Weeks Later

#58

Friend,

It’s been 2 weeks since it happened, and life and others have moved on, but you just can’t.

Maybe it’s been 2 months or even 2 years, and it still feels that way.

When it happened, everyone cared. You got texts, phone calls, flowers, and cards, and at the time it all seemed too much, too overwhelming, but now you feel alone and at times even worse than you did it when it happened.

You wonder, “How can people just keep living their lives!”

You thought that you’d feel better “later,” after you have had some “time,” but now that it is later, you are wondering how much longer it will be till later arrives.

Nights are the hardest. It gets quiet, and your mind and heart race to see which one can drive you the craziest. Memories pop up, while your heart aches to the way things were when you felt safe, felt comfortable, felt whole.

Some people say that it gets easier, but I want to tell you that you will get stronger. The pain doesn’t go away, but you grow anyway. And I see you. I see you trying. I see you getting out of your house when everything screams at you to just stay in bed.

There is no doubt that pain will persist, but so will love. So, I hope you continue to open yourself to people loving you.

Love,

Aaron