She feel like she is drowning.
She is angry, and at same time she is afraid. Times have changed.
Every morning, she wake up, and make up her face just to go through the day and just to feel like old days. She is indeed grateful for those around her, but she is feeling somewhat empty. Wondering if it will get better.
They tell her that she needs to be strong.
Easier said than done.
They tell her it will get better, but its been so hard that she can’t even lift herself up.
One of the things that she is loved for is making those around her feel better about themselves. By showing them kindness.
Time heals all wounds