Too Many Words. Not Enough Words.
John - JRTC at FT Polk Words and more words. I can't tell you how many posts I've written lately and haven't published, or I deleted them altogether. I submitted a couple to grief sites, just because I'm drowning in them. Usually writing helps me process, but life has been unusually dark lately and nothing that's coming off the keyboard feels quite right. Don't worry, I didn't send in the super sarcastic ones, with titles such as: Leper, Snarky Grief, and I Wish I Couldn't Imagine, they are still in the draft file. They are TMI and word vomit. I read one to my husband the other day - he cautioned me not to share it. 😳There are too many words and at the same time not enough words. Not enough of the right words. No words to take the pain of losing John away. I found this picture of him in his iCloud. Unfortunately, when the police released his phone, it wouldn't work anymore. I had gone through it previously, ...