Terminal Illness. No one ever prepares you for those words. My father said them today and they just raise all sorts of feelings that I have never felt before.
Aaron said something that was comforting to me the other day; "it's hard to know what to feel".
I find that so true in these days.
It's sadness but it's not.
It's loneliness but it's not.
It's like my whole world has changed but the world others live in has not changed at all. Things chug on in the lives of those around me yet my world is all jumbled and being turned this way and that.
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