I have been excruciatingly tired of late. I feel like it's an injustice that the world keeps spinning. It should have stopped 21 months ago, yet it goes on. And on. Maybe if everything had come to a halt, my grieving heart would have had time to catch up.
I don't know if it's the looming "anniversary" coming in 3 months or if it's the season or if it's that we've fallen back into some kind of "normal" routine, but simple tasks have become overwhelming for me again. Breathing is difficult. Sleep is fitful and disturbed. I miss him more than ever.