Waking up, I wonder if this will be the day..I hear my daughter getting ready for school. I get up and go make coffee.
" Morning," she smiles. But I can see her dark circles under her eyes.
" Morning babygirl," I make coffee. " Did you eat?"
" Yes Mom," she kisses my cheek and heads out the door.
The bedroom door stays closed..I walk by it and stop. I reach my hand to open the door but I can't. I walk away with tears in my eyes. Not today, I say to myself.
I go to work and the world hasn't stopped. I try to be friendly and nice to the customers to the store. I manage to fake it pretty well until the dreaded question " How are the kids?"
I walk away to calm myself. I hear them calling me rude and other horrible names. They don't understand the pain I am in. How hard it is for me to stuggle daily with this loss.
My boss asks me to sweep and organize the backroom. I do it to keep occupied.
" It's been almost two years," a co-worker says. " Shouldn't she be over it. She has other children. Personally I think she is milking it."
I step out from the backroom. She sees me and pales. I simply walk past her. Then I stop and turn to her. " Which one would you like to lose?"
" Pardon me," she says.
" Which appendage would you like to lose? You have others, so losing one it's a bad thing," I ask her.
" None of them," she says shocked.
" My point," I turn away, clock out and go home.
I pull into the driveway and cry.
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Not Today or Ever.
Non-FictionThe loss of a child is devastating. This is the journey of a mother dealing with the loss of a son, while still dealing with life. I know no one will read this but I am doing this for me. ...................................................... None o...
