Today, I broke down seeing both our names on the front door, the bright, cheery sun felt like an insult, and I could not even stand hearing my children on the phone. Everything hurts. I am clinging on to my next counselling session tomorrow like a life line, but the hours just seem to expand into a terrifying inventory of all I have lost. If you have been through a similarly cheerful time, how did you drag yourself live through those initial abysmal days?


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