Dear Avie,
I had a hard time getting out of bed.
I thought about lying here all day.
All alone.
In our room.
Filling up on tears.
Over flowing.
Drowning.
Tossing and turning in our bed.
The blankets wrap themselves around my body.
Tightly around my neck.
Covering me completely.
Holding me down.
Losing light.
Throw me a life line.
Another chance.
Ripping the covers off my head.
Searching for you.
I can no longer hide from the truth.
I am not sure how much more I can take.
Help me.
Give me strength.
Xoxo- Mommy
