It's beautiful days like today that make me realize the daze I'm still in.
The grass isn't as green as it once was. The sun doesn't warm my skin the same way it did before. Nothing's as funny as it used to be. My smile doesn't reach my ears anymore.
Everything is dulled. Everything except for the grief.
My grief isn't as raw now but it can still hit me out of nowhere. Hard. Like a head-on collision with a freight train. It still knocks the wind out of me, knocks me down.
It's different now that its not so new...but it's still paralyzing some days.
