Time...
Just realised today's the 3rd, meaning it's 2 months since I started blogging. I thought it was another anniversary but I just re-checked my calendar and realised that yesterday, not today, it was 3 months since Mo passed away.
I wanted to write something deep about coming to terms with losing people close to you, but I'm not sure who I'd be trying to convince. What you feel is what you feel, and that's that. What you feel and what you can change are two different things, of course, but I think that's what grieving is about. I'll make two observations: first, the phrase 'life goes on' seems heartless, but in truth it boils down to the fact that the world demands your attention and regardless of what you're going through emotionally, you have to plod on and do what you have to do. So in a way, it's true. Life goes on. Second, I still miss Mo and Safiyya. That's all that needs saying, I think.
(It's also a day and 3 months since my last cigarette and thankfully no relapses. Hrm, I almost typed 'yet' there, just to give myself an escape clause. Addiction can be a bastard).
(On another note, I'll drop this link for those to whom this is matters and mention that right now, I think I qualify. Very very very early days, but time goes by very quickly...)
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