The differentiation of Labor Day

[cmsserenity]

Labor day, to most, is a day off. It is a three day weekend. It is the opportunity to be given a "Hey, Good Job!" that many workers need but often do not get. It is a holiday. It is paid time off. It is... wonderful

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[sammichgirl]

All I can offer are virtual hugs and an ache in my heart for you, love, but please know both are sincere.

I'm glad you got it out and put it down somewhere. Hopefully it brings you a bit of relief. It's never a waste of time to listen when a friend needs to vent.

~xoxo~

[cassiopeia7]

Oh, honey, I don't even know what to say. *hugs you*

Life doesn't suck. It is always a choice. I choose... even when it is hardest, to be better than that.

. . . and you're a better person than most for making that choice.

[aurorawyndancer]

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[tigresssky]

It is not about me, but I want to share that I understand. The two times I had chance to be a mother never came to fruition. The one son I did have I lost forever, even though he still lives and breaths.

There are songs, moments with friends, smiles on children, things children do, lonely moments in my car where I am just swept back to that loss.

It is not the same, but I understand - especially the part about how hard it is to just be in "normal" when everything in that moment is screaming out, "why!?!?"

*hugs*

It never leaves, it just gets less easier for others to hear or feel with you. So you stop sharing and feel as if it is for the best. Never stop though, even if it is just "here" that it happens - it happened, you lost love, you deserve to remember and cherish and share that - lament away darling!

~Tig~