JessVsGrief

Today was one of those quiet, heavy days.

I cleaned around the house a little, nothing major, just enough to feel like I was doing something. But even in the middle of that, I could feel everything sitting just under the surface.

My anniversary is in three days.
I don’t think my heart knows what to do with that yet.

I went to the cemetery today. It was actually really nice outside, one of those days where the weather almost feels like a small gift. Biscotti and I sat out there for about 30 minutes. No rush, no agenda. Just sitting, breathing, existing in that space.

After that, I came home, did a few things around the house, then went back outside with him again. I brought my journal and tried to let some of the thoughts out.

Some days the words come easier than others.

Today… not so much.

There’s a lot on my mind right now. Some of it I’m not ready to talk about yet. It’s the kind of stuff that just sits in your chest and doesn’t really have a place to go. I talked about it in therapy, but even after that, it still lingers.

That’s the hard part sometimes.
Being stuck in your emotions and your thoughts, with nowhere for them to land.

So today wasn’t about figuring anything out.
It was just about feeling it.

And maybe that’s enough for now.