The pain is so real and so raw that if you touch it I would cringe.
I hate to explain to people that it is two years but my heart feels like someone is squeezing the very life out of it.
The pain makes me just want to run, but my legs hurt too much.
I want to feel whole and while I know that whole is something my heart and soul will never be again, I still strive for it.
The pain is simply way too much to bear but I have to hold on because I have Xavier and the rest of the family. We all know you never start something and quit, that is our Turner mantra, so since I’m the last man standing i don’t get to throw in the towel and quit.