March madness aka sadness


March is a very emotional month for me. It holds so many memories—some difficult, some bittersweet. March 18th was our wedding anniversary, a date that now feels heavy with the past. March 23rd was his birthday, a reminder of the years we spent together, even though our relationship was often tumultuous. And then there’s March 31st, the hardest day of all—the day he went missing.

That day changed everything. It has been two years since then, and while the pain is still there, I have grown so much. I have learned to be strong, to face the past without letting it define me, and to keep moving forward. March will always be hard, but I am proud of how far I have come.

So if you see a little water escaping from my eyes don't worry. I was just cutting onions!

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