Being Numbe One
6 Months ago we prepared to send you home...nope, we said good bye, I'll see you later. I can't do this whole send you to heaven in a better place where you should be. I mean...really, you should be here. This is grief for you. So why do I feel guilty for finally having a breath of fresh air? I can laugh, I can smile, I can do things for me again. I figured out what it was...I was more worried about what others would think about me starting a new chapter in my life for me, rather than just enjoying it. After I got through my first birthday without him, I made a choice to start doing things for me. I was tired of being sad all the time, tired of crying, tired of being stressed...over what? Something that I had absolutely NO POWER over. Powerlessness is a bitch. Certain friends reminding me to surrender and turn my life over to God. He's got a plan, and I need to trust it. I have to be my own number one. Its o...