Two years and eight-plus months out from GR’s death. Thirty-one years and six months out from my dad’s. Where does that put me today? Well, for one, I’m ready to move forward from being Brooke, the daughter of a man who died when she was 10 years old and also, Brooke, the wife of a …
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Remembering leads to letting go
I have come up for air and, I must say, it feels great. It’s not all doom and gloom for forever. It’s not all tears and triggers and breakdowns all the time. I have hit a new plateau. And when my mind starts wondering how long it’s going to last or exactly how it is …