Stormy Weather


That's what grief feels like...stormy weather.  It builds and builds, let's go, and changes things.  Losing a child is changing me.  I'm not sure how, I only know that it is.  It's kind of scary.  I thought I knew who I was.  I love storms...I think that means I like change.  I guess I'm learning more about me.

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