Would the sun still shine?

Would the rain still fall?

Would the wind still blow?

Would the flowers still grow?

Yes. Life would still go on.

But my bed would be empty.

Your laughter would vanish.

And your smell would wash out of your clothes.

The clock would keep ticking.

The earth would keep spinning.

But my heart would be filled with pure sadness.

The sun will still rise in the east.

And...

It’s October 18, 2011 and it’s just now starting to get chilly outside. My new born baby girl arrived a little over a month ago and she is so perfect it’s hard to believe she came from you. Even though I love my child more than life, inside I just feel off. The doctor says it’s post partum depression. I’ve been trying to deal with it by myself but ignoring it just doesn’t seem to be working. So on...