Tonight I was talking to my sister JoAnn on the phone. She said something that my mind has trouble making sense of. In a nutshell, it is this:
"Some day you will be okay".
When I hear that it does not make sense to me. It's like if someone pointed to the moon and said "the moon is purple", and that's supposed to make sense. What I mean is this:
Being with Joe = "Okay"
Joe = never coming back
I will never be with Joe again = life will never be okay.
My problem does not have a solution it seems. Nothing in the world will change the fact that Joe is not coming back.
I know that I have asked people to tell me that this will all be okay some day. I guess I just have to keep hearing it and maybe at some point I might be able to understand or feel how it might be true.