08/31/2021
Off brand content: I rarely show my personal stuff here, maybe I’ll start after this. 🐾
It’s been just over a week without you and honestly I don’t know how I’m doing. Grief is weird. It’s sneaky. I’m having a normal conversation ordering breakfast from a waitress and a few minutes later I’m crying in the middle of the restaurant. Good thing I’m comfortable with the uncomfortable, I’ve made a career out of it, so that part of me knows what to do with the pain. The other part of me that feels so out of sorts, completely turned around in circles, unsure of what to do next is also fully allowed to show herself.
I miss you my baby boy 🐾
I know you’re partying and being the chillest, coolest baby with no pain and probably 2 eyes right now, and that brings me great comfort.
We will hold it down here until we all meet again, and I’ll continue to feel gratitude, joy, peace, grief, pain and breakdown in restaurants. And it’s all ok. 🌈🥰