This March was iterally the longest month of my life. Where last March was by far the very worst month of my life, it was all a blur, a haze of going through the motions and surviving through the worst shock a mother can ever have, this March has been absolutely terrible on top of already bad and has dragged on endlessly. My birthday. The 1 year anniversary of my daughter’s and her 2 roommates sudden deaths. Her birthday. My 14 year old niece’s attempted suicude. It’s just all too much for one person to handle some days. Actually who am I kidding? Most days. And honestly, I’m lonely. I miss my best friend. The one person I could and did talk to about everything is gone. And you know what? That’s what’s the hardest. Not having that person to talk to about life anymore.
I look forward to moving on to April already. Farewell and good riddance March. You will forever be known as the month to be dreaded for each and every year until I no longer exist.
A new normal 