How do we have a life without her? I am not questioning my ability to breathe in and out, to interact with humans, or to function at work. I am not asking how do we live without her. I am alive. My husband is alive. One of my twin daughters is alive. We function. We live. But how do the three of us have a life without Bug?
I got up this morning and got ready for work. I put on my “human” costume and did what everyone says you have to do. I kept breathing. I put one foot in front of the other. I do this every day and every day it is hard. I spend the day getting through the day. Then when I wake up the next morning, I just have to do it all over again. And it doesn’t get easier. So I ask again, How do we have a life without her?
All anyone can say is you just have to.
All I can say is thanks for nothing.