Meeting with my son today. Things havent been going well. He can’t live here anymore and I’m pretty broken hearted about the situation. Guilt, sadness, guilt, frustration, guilt, anxiety and guilt. The trees make for good companions. They just listen.
Waiting
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Mom of five kids aged 16-36. Journeying though life, and looking for the way home. Trying to remember that the map is hidden in all I see, even in the face of the grief that has settled upon me since my daughter passed away in 2016. Currently picking through scattered pieces. View all posts by Birch Wind

