… for each day to pass, for her suffering to end.

… for each next day to start, wondering what it would bring.

… for the moments our physical needs overrides our tired minds.

… for the day I will wear my charms again every day, as it just don’t feel right to do so now.

Waiting… for our life to return to normal, whatever ‘normal’ means.

© Rebel’s Notes

7 thoughts on “Waiting…

  1. The waiting game is hard, it was when my father was coming to his rest. Keep strong, love and support each other and cry if you need to. I send you much love, support and empathy with your situation.

    Mia x

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