4/1/18: Easter Isn ' t All It ' s Cracked Up to Be

Today is Easter.  I woke up this morning and for some reason could not get the thought of receiving an Easter card from my Grandma out of my mind.  It stayed with me for the longest time, while I just assumed it was because it was Easter.Finally it occurred to me - my Grandma had passed away a year ago right around Easter.  I cried and cried, more than I had last year aside from the funeral.Last year was so, so very hard.  My mother passed away about a week before Christmas in December 2016, my Grandma in April 2017, then my husband filed for divorce in August 2017.  Even before the divorce, I was a mess, I was already depressed.Here I am, almost a year later after my Grandma passed away.  Time still goes on, no matter what happens.  The worst possible things happen to people, so much worse than what has happened to me, yet time goes on as if nothing had ever happened.Somehow, we are all supposed to pick up the pieces, put something together and move on.  We ' re not given a choice.   There are not two doors - Yes, I can do this, No, I cannot.There is only:  Be Strong.  Some may find it in a bottle and never actually get past the trauma, or some other vice.  Others may relive their trauma in their minds for the rest of their lives.Right now is unquestionably one of the hardest times of my life.  Right now I am having to be the strongest person I have ever had to be.  I am not only having to surprise MY...
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