I have good days and I have bad days and I have very bad days.
It's hard to go through life without a calendar; we are all so reliant on dates.
Can you live your life in hours and not dates and still function correctly and fully?
The reason I felt compelled to write about this is because I don't think that people talk about grief and loss enough. Maybe people are ashamed to cry in front of others, in public. Maybe this is why grief is confined to the dark places in our lives and people don't show their sadness outwardly as often as they should. The saying "wearing your heart on your sleeve" is a very powerful one and I think it's abused more than it's used. People grieve for years, for decades and for their entire lives.
This is written on the cusp of Di's interment service.
We will all finally have a "place" and Di will have another "place".