I have good friends. They fed us, they took us to their house, they entertained Hope while I pretended to sleep on their couch, and lovingly left me alone as I sobbed. They did my laundry as I lay there, sometimes actually sleeping, sometimes just too drained to move. They even hung it all out on the line for me.
I’ve found that it is indeed possible to be numb and in agony at the same time. You’d think it would be one or the other.
Tonight I plan to sleep upstairs, in the bed we shared. I’ve been on the couch since before it happened, due to a munchkin accident on my bedding, and not having the time or energy to do laundry earlier in the week. I only thought I had problems, then…
If you hear sobs of anguish tonight, say a prayer for me.