Dear Reader,
This post is a continuation from the previous post “Do you believe in life after loss? (Parts 2 and 1) respectively. This is where I decided to shorten the post and let it sit in my head for a few days to begin work on the next phase of processing things, loss if you will.
What I wasn’t exactly understanding about what was going on with me was the amount of emotion, the build up that I was carrying. I mentioned in the precious post about writing a letter, you know one of those get it out of you and burn, shred, or destroy letters as you send it off to the universe as a way of making an amends. Well for me personally I have never been afraid of showing emotion, but I think this next paragraph will help one understand the level of emotion that had yet to be “let loose.” To continue the story:
