Author Archive for: Danielle Roessle

I don’t think people talk enough about the fleeting nature of immense gratitude and the sadness that comes with its fading. It creeps up in a walk or a moment, where gratitude and the recognition that it’s leaving come together. We also don’t talk about the slow, gradual mourning that follows as the mundane day-to-day life returns.

Barney’s been sick and being away from him has been tough. I have to remind myself: this is what I fought for. To be here. To have more time with him, even if it means waiting a little longer now.