The morning after

By the time my head hit the pillow i was fast asleep. A deep, much needed sleep that allowed me to wake up this morning without the headache and the sore, scratchy eyes. A good nights sleep is exactly what i needed.

Although my heart is still heavy and it still feels much like a dream i have such a strong sense that life still carries on. I still have to get up and go to work, come home and cook dinner, do the washing and just carry on breathing.

It might be a while before i feel 100% like myself but for now i will carry on learning what it means to dance in the storm.

Thank you for the comments on here and all the emails that i have gotten from everyone.