Nothing fills a heart-shaped hole.
So quiet. So alone. So much pain. I feel that my writing here is really sounding like a broken record. Like yesterday, I did nothing today. I spent some time with Henry. I cried at times as I felt the heaviness of it all upon me. I miss her so much. It's hard to breathe at times. I get lightheaded and tremble. I feel like I am waiting to die. I fear this is what there is for me. Nothingness. My four day holiday weekend was terrible. I spent it doing nothing but hurting... mostly alone at home with my pets... surrounded in a life that I can never get back. It hurts so badly. There are no words to explain what I feel, so I'll stop trying. I didn't leave the house today except for a brief drive to Whataburger with Henry for lunch because the thought of making food was overwhelming. I couldn't even let him hang out the window from my lap like usual because of the torrential downpour. The purple liriope are blooming. Before the rain we went outside and sniffed around a bit.
 Henry the handsome little muffin man. |
"The secret things belong to the Lord our God" - Deuteronomy 29:29
Great pics of Henry...Erin could do it alone, but I think a haircut must be a two person job! I’ll hold!
Remember that a Heart Shaped Hole looks amazingly like a God Shaped Hole.
Those are great, dude! Henry’s quite the ham.
okay, my friend - awesome photos of henry (makes me want to bust out the camera and take pics of my own crazy lil’ yorkie.)
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