Life sucks sometimes.

When a friend's little boy passed away last month, I was talking to her, trying to bring her peace. This process in turn, helps bring me peace, because I feel like I have helped someone, which is all part of the healing process. I told her that losing a child sucks. It just does. There is no fairness in it, no true understanding, it just really sucks. Suck, sucks, sucketh. Well today is one of those days that just plain ol' sucks. I most likely will not get out of bed,(unless to use facilities and such) will dine on bread (I am convinced carbs are also part of the healing process), will let the tears freely flow, and will spend the day for myself and my angel babies that I miss so much, that it physically is hurting my heart right now. I wish sometimes it didn't hurt so much. Also, I am convinced that I have a celestial dog. Whenever I start to cry or sob again, he come running in, wanting to lay as close as possible,(without going down my throat that is. After he is assured I have stopped for a moment again, he cuddles as close to me on the bed and just sighs a couple of times,(who said anything about dogs not being smart and perceptive.) Then, when I start crying again, he comes and lays beside me again and the whole process starts over again, with him licking up my tears and such. I know it will get easier tomorrow, but today just sucks!