Namirah
Imagine having your heart ripped from your chest and shattered into a million pieces. Imagine having the life and soul sucked out of your body leaving you only as a shell of your former self. Grief - I am not familiar with it. I don’t know how to mourn, how am I supposed to heal from all of this? Will I ever heal from all of this?
“Deep breaths, deep breaths” I tell myself looking at my reflection in the mirror. Today’s the day of the funeral service, the last time I get to say goodbye to my Father and the love of my life, my mate. I’ve cried myself to sleep every single night and woken up to more tears. I sleep in Reigns t-shirts hoping that it would bring me some sort of peace and comfort. It’s dawned on me that I’m going to be raising our child without his father.
“In and ou
