It’s been 4 months ago today that I unexpectedly lost my mom to the monster death.  Grief seeps isolation and loneliness from my bones.  I’m not depressed.  I’m not sad.  I am numb.  Completely devoid of emotion.  Just going through the motions.

I have no word to express of my own.  Feeling numb and grieving creates this void in my mind, encourages a vast emptiness that craves words, thoughts, and self-expression, and no matter how long I knock on the door of emotion, I am denied access to my feelings and words.  I am forced to borrow the sentiment of others.

This is for my mom.  I love her always.