good grief

grief is a little jerk. it sneaks up on you and demands to be heard. if i ignore it, it continues to remain under the surface sucking the life out of me until it has been acknowledged.

i miss susan. recently it has been hurting...not debilitating, just a little painful. thats how it goes with grieving-and it is running its wonderful cycle on me.

i'm not a big advocate for hiding from the inevitable, but i want to. i know it is going to sting to allow myself to miss her, to face once again that she is not here.

so there it is. i thought writing about this would make me feel better.

so grief, i will allow you to get out and exercise your sassy self soon enough. just be patient. i have wait until the kids take their nap, the laundry is done, the house is clean, and every magazine and every book in the house is read.