Even two months later, I'm still at a loss for words. This is not the norm. I inherited my mother's gift of gab, and getting out my thoughts has never before been a problem.
But my heart remains so very, very heavy. I am hurt and scared and so many other emotions that I can't even name.
I read a powerful post yesterday by John Pavlovitz. Instead of using my own words, I will re-post John's words, as they express my heart so well. (source)