Last night in my dreams, Micah was sitting at my kitchen table eating a bowl of cheerios. I ran up to him and hugged him from behind, and he laughed and I laughed and then we were both laughing there together in the kitchen, hugging. It was such a happy moment.
Sometimes the cloud lifts and I fully comprehend how bad this is.
I can't believe Micah is not here and I will never see him again. It's something I cannot warp my mind around. Sometimes it makes me question his existence to begin with. I have these amazing memories of this incredible, warm, happy, bright time in my life; where I laughed and loved and lived...and I have all the pictures, messages, clothing, documents to prove it. Yet how can the origin of this be taken away so quickly, and the things around it remain so strong? How can I have everything else but the one person that brought everything else? I can't comprehend that.
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A Recipe for Healing
Directions:
Be creative. Trust your instincts. Cry when you want to, laugh when you can. Choose the size pot that fits your loss. Season with memories; stir often.
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Be creative. Trust your instincts. Cry when you want to, laugh when you can. Choose the size pot that fits your loss. Season with memories; stir often.
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About this blog
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During the night of April 6, 2009, my boyfriend, Micah, was in a serious head-on car accident and was airlifted to the hospital in critical condition. Micah was taken off life-support and died on April 8 surrounded by his family and friends, after about a day and a half of deteriorating.
I started this blog after the accident as a way to share my thoughts and writings as I experienced Micah's death and the following year.
It has now been 6 years since the accident but I've continued to write (at least sporadically) as my grief morphs and leads me.
Please feel free to subscribe or read what you wish.
If you are a "widowed-girlfriend," I would be glad to talk to you. To contact me, please email me at rebeccakraybill@gmail.com. Know that there is hope in the days and years to come.
Thanks for your continued prayers and support.
-Becca-
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During the night of April 6, 2009, my boyfriend, Micah, was in a serious head-on car accident and was airlifted to the hospital in critical condition. Micah was taken off life-support and died on April 8 surrounded by his family and friends, after about a day and a half of deteriorating.
I started this blog after the accident as a way to share my thoughts and writings as I experienced Micah's death and the following year.
It has now been 6 years since the accident but I've continued to write (at least sporadically) as my grief morphs and leads me.
Please feel free to subscribe or read what you wish.
If you are a "widowed-girlfriend," I would be glad to talk to you. To contact me, please email me at rebeccakraybill@gmail.com. Know that there is hope in the days and years to come.
Thanks for your continued prayers and support.
-Becca-
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