The End of November
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I attempt a brave face for many around me and joke in the presence of an ache that won't go away. I try to be courageous and certainly redouble those efforts to perform at work.
But the hole in my life is large and will not be ignored. If I thought counselling would do any good I might pursue it but like everything else I have had to surmount in my years upon the Earth this grieving is simply another aspect with which I must contend.
Christmas and New Years rapidly approach yet I am far from that warm and fuzzy feeling I used to anticipate so long before they arrived.
It's hard for me right now. I guess that's why I just seem to want to do work related tasks presently in an effort to occupy my mind on something aside from my grief.