Starting.. and then Stopping

Two weeks... It has been two weeks since I last sat down and wrote. I have lots of excuses some of them are actually pretty decent excuses. However, in the end that is all that they are is excuses.

Mainly, I'm feeling that life is just a little too real right now. Since I last wrote my uncle passed away. He was this gentle giant of a man. He was always there for family and always had a zinger or two to make you smile.

My heart broke for his family. It all seems just a little unfair.

Life went on and before any of us could let the loss settle we lost our Great Uncle.

Sometimes just sometimes you have to question the timing of these events.

It is hard for me to share any of these events in any great detail. I have my grief but others have their grief and while I'm the kind of person to pound my feelings out on the keyboard and share with the world others are not.

So I'm currently a little shell shocked. Definitely feeling a sense of gloom and definitely retreating from life a little.

I know that we all go through seasons of change and loss. I know that not every season will bring joy and happiness. But... it would be nice if the next phone call was happy.

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