I mean, really.
It sucks. I hate it and I'm angry. I'm sad about all of the things I never got to say. Things we never got to do and now never will.
I'm devastated that my girls will never get a chance to know their grandma as a person.
And people just ask how I'm doing. Yeah, I get it. I know there really isn't anything to say and you don't want to say nothing. I've been in the same boat.
I just don't know how to answer.