So I always got told things happen in 3’s. Death is one of them he came knocking 3 times this week and took 2 friends and 1 family member. 3 is meant to be a magic number but 3 has now turned into an evil number for me. No maybe not evil maybe more neutral than I realised.
I pray to God that they all can now rest a lot more easier and they are not in pain anymore. We will miss you all. I hope and pray that this week, my final week until I go take a break, things will look up at long last.
I also like to take this chance to thank everyone who supported me during this hard time, you guys know who you are and yeah this time I’m going to grieve like I should have done all this time. The shock will soon wear off and soon my tears will flow and when it happens I’m hoping I can still fall back into place again.