It’s Halloween. Our family dressed up to celebrate the occasion and passed out fun treats to our trick or treaters. I tried my best to put on a happy face but inside I was feeling such a deep sadness. I walked by Jonah’s picture each time I answered the door to hand out treats and each time I wished for our Jonah Wynn to be here to celebrate occasions with us.
I realize that healing does not happen over night and despite my best efforts to avoid crying there are times I cannot hold back my tears. But as they say, tearless grief bleeds inwardly so, for day eight of my journey I give myself permission to cry. I long for Jonah Wynn to be with me, to be with our family, and throughout the day and night I took the time I needed to let my tears flow and the more I cried the more I felt my soul heal.
Day Eight: Cry, it’s cathartic.