"I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order." -John Burroughs
The day after is always so surreal. Life keeps moving forward when it feels like it shouldn't. Today feels just like yesterday even though it's not. Yesterday she was here and today she is gone. I'm grateful for the chaos of my children (even though they're still driving me nuts) for keeping me present when I don't want to be. I naively and childishly believed I'd never really have to say goodbye to her. She always was and always would be. But today she's gone.