The amount of support that I have received since writing on my aunt’s passing has been, quite frankly, overwhelming.
I know that the internet can be an amazing support system but to actually experience that support during a difficult time just leaves me without words.
Yesterday was hard.
After a very long and hectic day I went out for drinks with my husband and once again may have had one too many (or three.. or four) margaritas.
I also spent a good portion of the day sporadically bursting into tears. I may have made a few people uncomfortable.
But it’s okay. Because it was what I needed at the time.
And you know what? I don’t feel ashamed. Grief is messy and raw. It overpowers us and can be controlling. But like any storm the waves will calm. The rainbow will show.