Bottles of Sand
We made the plans and we set the dates
To walk through warm sand and fill up our plates
Explore all the food and above all the beach
We would share good moods as we sink in our feet
Into the sandy powder of all shades and colors
Waves even louder? We’ve always but wondered…
How it would be to just laugh and explore
All of the beaches the world has in store.
We made the plans, and set the dates
Little did we know, the dates were too late.
-Our Angel Celeste
Welcome to my blog
I have so many thoughts going through my head. I feel like I’m on a roller coaster. Sometimes I’m ready to conquer the world and plaster the smile on my face that’s needed to give me just enough strength to convince myself that i can. Somethings though, I’m stuck. Literally. I can’t get past the road blocks and the realization hits me that she’s gone. Again. Like it just happened and I’m paralyzed in grief. It’s unexplainable but writing and expressing helps me get it out. Putting into words how i feel at that moment. What triggered me and above all remembering how much i love my baby girl and just want to hold her but i can’t. This is my way of expressing that to..her. And just maybe there are people that can relate. I’ll post things on my personal Facebook sometimes but as much as i love the responses of strength and love, i feel like I’m asking for pity. It’s the opposite. I do it for strength and I just need to express myself. So here i am. My expression, my words and thoughts. My blog. Not sure how well this is going to go so here goes nothing.