knowing

i think i finally realise that i now know that it really happened.

i didn’t say i believed it, but now i can say that i know. i know that it hurts. i know that it sucks. i know that i feel lost and angry and abandoned. i know that i feel overwhelmed, disappointed and cheated. i know that i want to cry and can’t cry as often as i wish i could. i know that i need to take care of me. i know that i do not fully know how to…but that i have to try.

i know that life has not been the same and it never will be. i know that i need to move along…not move on..just move along and face tomorrow and know that my daddy is still my daddy and always will be.

knowing means acting. means getting things moving. putting and executing plans. waking up and smelling the coffee. hitting the road running and doing everything to make a difference!

knowing is scary…

knowing is necessary…

knowing is healing…