In reply to a friend's email today I wrote:
Grief isn't a linear journey, it takes twists and turns a little like a game of Snakes and Ladders. On good days I feel quite normal skipping through the day, on others I feel like I'm sliding down the snake to somewhere I whizzed past weeks ago. Then there's the long climb back trying to regain the ground I'd lost.
(Image shamelessly appropriated from this blog)
Not sure if today will be a ride on a Snake or a Ladder.
Labels: blog as confessional, domestic, grief, personal