The Day After …

Sometimes when we do our usual habits for instance, waking up, having breakfast, doing things that we normally do during the daylight], watching documentaries, making dinner, and of course sleeping.  One day, all the sudden your life about to change due to anxiety, depression, and deaths in the family, it definitely changed your habits than what you normally do yesterday, last week, last three months, etc.  It is and still pain in the ass for me. I miss my old habits but it is not the same. I am sure majority of the people who reading my blog would remember two Sunday ago that we all watched the Super Bowl. In the old days, I usually call my Dad after the game and talk about it. Two Sundays ago, I didn’t talk to anyone about it expect for my friends that lives with me. It is not the same. The other day, I was on Facebook, and I saw something really interesting about my Aunt’s hometown, and I wanted to call my Aunt but I can’t. How am I supposed to say it? How am I supposed to share it? Would someone cares if I share it? Those are the things we aren’t prepared for on The Day After. Are we supposed to teach our future generations on the topic of The Day After and what that supposed to mean for all of us dealing with our turn of major events of our lives.