It’s been a month. I used to obsess about every detail on what I should’ve done and didn’t do. Sometimes, I still do. But along with it is the realization that doing so wouldn’t bring back what was lost. Everyday is a choice to lose the will to live or to rise above the loss. It is a mental tug of war – one doesn’t require effort while the other needs more than mental conditioning.
I try to focus on the living – to live for the living. To focus on what I have and not what I have lost. And to focus on God who will restore.
