Some Days Are Just Heavy



Today was one of those days where all I wanted to do was lay around. My sinuses have been absolutely brutal—so much pressure in my cheeks and nose the past couple of days. This morning, my head felt like it might actually explode. 🤯 Thankfully, Nurse Bella was more than happy to keep me company with snuggles and some quiet TV time. 🐾💕

The hardest part of slow days like this isn’t the physical discomfort—it’s the stillness. Without projects or distractions to keep my mind busy, the thoughts start creeping in. And sometimes, it only takes the smallest thing to bring the pain rushing back. A Facebook ad today triggered a flood of emotions. Tomorrow it might be a song, a smell, or something completely random. It never announces itself—it just arrives.

I know I need to let go. And trust me, it’s not from a lack of trying. I’ve done the work. I’ve prayed, journaled, talked it out, cried it out… but the hurt? It still lingers. Maybe it always will. When someone is woven into your life for over 30 years, it’s not easy to just “move on.” People tell me to let it be—and I get it—but grief and loss don’t follow timelines or rules. Some days are just harder than others. No one is in my shoes, they can’t understand.

These two quotes have been echoing in my heart today:

💔 “Friendship lost is a silence that echoes louder than words.”
💔 “We were supposed to grow old together, not grow apart.”

I’m beyond grateful to have this space to pour my heart out. I am good at putting things into words. Writing has always helped me process, and I truly appreciate those of you who take the time to read my posts. Thank you for being here. 💗

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