It seems so hard to believe that it was a month ago this evening that we said good-bye to Craig at the beautiful memorial service in Montréal.
I wish I could say I was “handling” it okay but the combination of grief, bipolar disorder and some poor choices in coping skills has been more difficult than I care to admit to just anybody. (Mom doesn’t need to know that!) My pdoc has me trying to monitor my moods.
Time. It doesn’t heal everything, not by a long shot, but it will assure me that the circle of life continues.