School Daze
This morning, I saw school buses on my way to work. This morning, I saw school buses on my way to work. And I cried. I know I've been in recovery mode for the past few months, and I've been allowing myself to feel all the feelings associated with grief. I thought I was finally in the acceptance stage. However, while crying in the bathroom at work this morning, I realized that I'm not there yet. Something about learning that a new semester just started was very triggering for me. I remembered that I was supposed to take off this week to help my kid transition to high school, and that wasn't going to happen. I cried for all the other experiences that we wouldn't have together. I cried because I missed her. I cried because she's still in my heart. I have never experienced the loss of a baby, but I imagine that what I am feeling might be similar to what a mother of a stillborn child might feel. For months, I prepared to welcome this chil...