Grief (in moderation)

You know how you are just walking along and all of a sudden BAM! You get hit by a bus? Yeah, that's what grief is like. It just hits you, full force, out of nowhere sometimes. It hit me today that I could possibly not get to raise a bratty teenager. That it's possible I might not make it to his first double digit birthday. Oh and that Momma is missing his terrific two's. Let's combine all that grief and run me over, shall we? But you know what? It's monday, and I'm going to work. So I don't have time for a nervous breakdown. I will manage to find some kind of superhuman strength and push the bus off of me, bandage my wounds, and go about my life as if there's not another bus coming sometime soon.