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A thousand letters of hope

Nobody can possibly know how I feel at this point. What if I said I hate God? or that what He did was very unfair, would that make me a bad person? Now I have to go through the rest of my life wondering why this had to happen. I have to accept the fact that my siblings and I are orphans .

I had decided to go through life, bitter, angry and unresponsive to whatever people had to say. This was not the life I hoped for. I was shutting everyone out. Nothing can ever prepare you for the death of a loved one. There isn’t any manual to help you understand or grieve better, or tell you the next step to take. The one thing I wasn’t looking forward to, was answering the question, “Where are your parents?” Even to this day, I still have to process how…

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