Today starts a new chapter in my life. It follows the darkest thirty days of my 67 years on my journey of life.
This morning I am on auto pilot. Inside I am empty, hollow. I did what I always do on Monday morning, get my kids off to school.
This morning will change my routine. Having my milk tea and reflection on my life and where I go. How to try save what is left of me.
After listening to the birds and trying to make sence of who I am will get to cleaning the home. The home I use to love but now the grief of the one person that completed me is not here.