...is turning out to be a tough day. I don't know why. It just hits me from out of nowhere! It guess it is to be expected though. I just want to go back to bed and forget that my baby girl is gone. I am gonna try to make it to Mark's gig tonight. I think I will go after they play Karissa's song, a song that was written just after she died. I don't think I could make it through. I don't feel strong enough today.
Today is one of those days where I just want to close the door to her room and take down all of her pictures. It is one of those days where I would rather have her back, broken, then have her gone, healed and whole, with no pain.
Today I went into her room and opened her closet. I smelled some of her clothes. They don't smell like her any more. I looked at her shoes. Untouched since I put them away on July 7th, 2008. I thought I was almost ready to go through her room. Guess not. That's all for today.
6 years ago