‘Everything feels out of kilter at the moment.’
‘I know.’
‘Your father’s dying, the baby – who has struggled to put on any weight in the last five months – is now losing weight and is increasingly miserable, the dog is wasting away before our eyes, I’m getting absolutely no sleep. Everything feels wrong.’
‘I know.’
‘I wish I knew how to change things.’
‘Things will get better, you’ll see.’
‘But only after they’ve got worse first.’
‘Yes.’
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Oh hon I’m so sorry. Love to Matthew and you all. x
It all sounds horrible. Hoping something will get better soon.
I really, really hope they don’t get worse first. Much love to you and yours.
When my mom died last December, I felt the same way. The sadness in our house was overwhelming – I don’t remember if it got worse, but I do know this…one year later things are better. Not great, but better.
I hope you can find some optimism amongst all this icky stuff! I’m so sorry.
Hang in there. It sounds like a really awful time for you. Hugs and best wishes for you, dad, and baby.
Oh, hon. I’ll keep you and your family in my prayers. Sending you a hug.
Keep your head up.