26 June 2013
"When you're around someone so much, for so long, they become a part of you, and when they go away, you don't know who you are without them." - Grief The Unspoken
I still don't know who I am without my daughter. That's just how it is even after seven years. The difference between today and the day that I shared this sentiment five years ago is that now I don't need to know. I don't live for myself anymore. I live for my grandchildren, my children, and my husband. I live for what good I can do in the world. The person who used to be me died when my daughter died and someone else is growing in her place. Do I miss that old me? No clue - I don't remember who she was.