The passing of Debbie Reynolds hit me way harder then I thought it would.
Yes I loved singing in the rain, but it was more so what she said as, what where reportedly, her last words.
She just wanted to be with her daughter.....
After having lost Bug, I totally believed that I could have died of a broken heart.
The pain in my chest every day was unbearable.
I wanted more then anything to be with him, but knew that there was no way I could leave James alone to deal with the passing of both Bug and I.
2016 has just been cruel.
There have been so many deaths in the month of December, both of celebrities, aquantinces, and people in the community.
James coworker lost his wife and kids in a house fire.
A karaoke friend lost her 3 month old daughter to SIDS on Christmas Eve morning.
And a lady slid off the icy road and her two young daughters died in a car fire.
I am immediately "dropped" back into the feeling, emotions, tastes and smells of the labor and delivery room where I was recovering from my c section.
Seeing James there waiting for me to wake up and all I could say over and over again was "I'm so sorry"
That feeling in my chest and stomach won't go away.
When putting Carter to bed tonight I had to keep myself from crying.
If anything ever happened to that kid, I'd be done.
I feel so deeply for these people who are now, just beginning their journey with grief and mourning.
2017, please be gentle.
