All Falls Down- November
I was still going strong by November, continuing my treatment, being extremely happy and also slowly accepting everything that really still hurt a little.
I was hearing this song non-stop. At first I didn’t like it a lot, but come on. Alan Walker always finds a way to make me looove his songs. In general it made me dance, smile and just be happy. But, what really captured me this time, was when it said:
When it don't work out for the better If it just ain't right, and it's time to say goodbye When it all falls down, when it all falls down I'll be fine
Do you know how ward it was for me to take this words seriously and actually take them into my life? My mind? I was finally accepting that it wasn’t right. I know that in January I had said goodbye and that in April, May and July I was with other people, but his memory was still there with me. Hope is the last thing that dies, and it wasn’t until November that it actually died, because I took this words and said, if it’s time to say goodbye, I’ll be fine, I’ve been fine finally.
Acceptance, the last and the hardest part of the grieving process.
Surrender.














