The Holiday Season is very difficult for me this year. No matter how much I try and hide, I cannot hide from my grief. The pain is so intense, almost as intense as the day I lost Jamarr. He's 32 years old now and I often wonder what he'd being doing or where he'd be living? I wonder if he'd have a wife and kids by now; would he have finished college and gone onto Grad school? What would he have chosen for his career?
My HEART aches. I know life goes on, whether we participate in it or not. It stops for no one. I am, however, entitled to pause for a moment; step back and watch life itself pass me by; even if just for a moment. But, this Holiday Season, I'm having difficulty coming out of my pause.
