August 12, 2011

days go by

I re-read some pages I had tagged in a book I am slowly reading, A
Broken Heart Still Beats. Some pages really resonated with me. Below is a quote that relates how I feel about sleep perfectly, as I am relieved when each day is done.


Page 51: My thoughts travel to the further which stretches ahead, a barren vista of grief. What can I do to make my life tolerable after this? Whatever I plan, whatever I do, he will always be dead. I will live the rest of my life looking backwards. I cannot bear to contemplate this for long. So I come back to today. How will I navigate the grief today until I can return to anesthesia of sleep. And tomorrow I'll start all over again.