It's in these quiet moments that I realize my mind is pure chaos. Where I feel nothing and everything simultaneously. And nothing is wrong but nothing is quite right either. We're all trudging along, keeping our heads high like you would want us to but every so often it all comes crashing to a halt and the simplest of tasks feels truly impossible. My mind just cannot reconcile that you're never coming back and the pain is so much sometimes that it shuts everything down. Winter was a season of such loss, and as thankful as I am to see the sun again it's a painful reminder that an entire season has passed with you not here.