“… I wanted a good life for myself and this baby. And now I’m going to die.”
He was in tears when we got to the ward. Men don’t often show emotion in hospitals. The hallways are often littered with women or children, wailing about someone’s death or disease. But this man wailed, watching us initiate CPR.
And what’s interesting is that many many people are going through very dark things but are walking the streets as if everything was okay. And it’s a lot worse for men. They have all these social expectations, and breaking down is hardly one of them.”
Mama laughed when I told her I was going to therapy. Kuuku asked why. Kojo just shrugged. I wonder what Ol’man would have said. In that moment, I missed him so much, I felt actual physical pain in my chest!
My world of beautiful vibrant color was suddenly a big drab black and white, and I didn’t know how to fix it!
I can’t do it anymore. I cannot be strong enough for me and for her. And if fear she can’t do it either! Is there a widow’s advocate somewhere out there? Help us!
They say grief comes in waves. Mine didn’t. It only poured. It was drowning me, and I could not swim!
March 2020! Just three months into the year and somehow we wish we could start it all over! We pray for much better times ahead! I’ve got a big surprise!…
I rushed towards the building…. Couldn’t feel my legs… Couldn’t feel my arms… I couldn’t feel anything! Why would he do something like that? Why? I almost choked in my…
I miss you Jessica …You didn’t see much of the world…Barely two years, and you were gone.You were like a breeze of fresh air to me. The most beautiful thing…