My grief has taken over my every breath, my every thought, and my every moment.

My grief has taken over my every breath, my every thought, and my every moment.
Why is the sun rising?
Why are the birds singing?
Why has the world kept living
My heart is shattered, my mind is muck , my body is numb , I can’t get unstuck.
The moment he left me my world split and shattered.
I have never experienced such pain, such anguish as I did on that day, that day you went away.
My best friend, my soul mate, the reason my world spun, my husband, my hero, David Bernier. My love, my life, is gone
Someone else’s take on how we live.
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I am trying to wrap my head around this all.
2020 had the world at its knees
With COVID 19 doing what it pleased
2021 was much of the same
Just stealing some of 2020s fame
2022 had us back but still reeling
From the people we lost
and the higher fees we where seeing
2023 you have won by a mile
only a few weeks in
and you’ve taken my smile
T. BERNIER
Wanted Too Call You Today To Say I Love You, But Your Old Number Is No Longer In Serivce. I Tried The Operator She Said Sorry I Have No Number For You. I Tried To Go To Your House, But You Don’t Live There Anymore. The Post Office Has No Forwarding Address. “I Guess Heaven Is Too Far Away. I Love You, I Miss You. You Are In My Heart Always. Loved Ones Gone But Not Forgotten. Merry Christmas Too All Those In Heaven . . Put This As Your Status If There Is Someone You Love Who Is Spending Christmas In Heaven And You Wish They Were Here With You
The neighbors dog, they used to play when he was a puppy, they have played less as they both aged. I believe my pup is 2 years older actually, so they played when the other was a pup.
Anyway, the other dog hasn’t been loose to play in awhile, at first, he ran over and started to play but somehow they ended up fighting. The other dog had his throat and I freaked, it took both dads to get them apart. My poor baby was traumatized. We had to take him to a weekend vets an hour and half away. He had a drain and a lot of stitches put in, he had to be watched so he didn’t itch, he has had to have antibiotics and pain pills twice a day, warm cloth to clean all the stuff up, I think I have been traumatized as much as him!
He got the drain out but still has the stitches, we tried putting socks on his feet so he won’t itch but he just rips them off. We can’t put anything on him like his collar or a cone because it’s his neck.
He still shakes like crazy any time we even look at it. He has just started to act like himself again, it’s been a week today. I’m afraid we aren’t keeping it clean enough or he will scratch a stitch out.
The redness at the top worries me as well.
I have a bipolar friend that I have written about a few times. She has very few friends and no family. She has 4 kids by different fathers and the only one that was good for anything died.
She works one day a week and needed a baby sitter for her 3 year old daughter. I have helped her raise all of her kids so seemed to make sense I helped her with it.
After a few Sunday’s went by her youngest boy wanted to come along so of course I said yes. The second time he was here and we were outside , she took off running to see her brother and I went to put our drinks on the deck, I turned around and she was on the ground crying. She has run up behind her and he accidentally hit her with the bat he was playing with. She had a big egg on her head next to her eyebrow, we checked for a concussion and she did not have one. I sent her mom a message and told her what happened, and she was mad at her son and I just kept telling her it was not on purpose. After we dropped them off, she didn’t say anything to me and hasn’t talked to me since. Today is Sunday, I don’t have the little girl. She still hasn’t spoken to me and didn’t call me to get the little one.
I am so devastated that I let he down. I feel as though I lost a friend.