If you have not read part 1 yet, here is the link to it:
https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=405320#comment278727
So it has been over a month since everything happened. We are supposed to be moving into a new apartment on July 1st, and I honestly can't wait. The hotel were in is great, it really is, but I miss being able to have a bedroom that isn't connected to the livingroom and kitchen. I miss being able to let my daughter have her own room, with her own bed, and not a cot. I can't wait for privacy. I can't wait for just a sense or normalism. But it means we will have no furniture, so we will be sleeping on the floor for a bit.
The hardest part about this is realizing how much we truly lost. I went to go get my cookbook that I have had for years, and come to find out it is not here anymore. I mourn the animals everyday, and when I close my eyes I have flashbacks that make sleeping hard. Like, really hard.
I guess I should just keep taking it one day at a time.
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