Am I the only person who's ready for 2016 to be over? Ugh!

If you've been reading this blog, well, you know everything my family has been through since December. This year started out with a bitter taste. It's been almost six months since my mom's passing, and there isn't a day when I don't think of her. I have nightmares. I get flashbacks when I'm least expecting. I'm one huge ball of grief and anxiety... I'd be lying if I said that I'm not getting better--because, I am--but the healing process has been so painfully slow.

I don't know. Maybe, it's a mistake to wish 2016 gone. What I need, perhaps, is to prolong time, as opposed to skip it like an unwanted song. Time is the only thing that will ease off the pain of watching my mother perish. Still, there are days when I wish my family could hop on a space shuttle and head to another planet, some place where everything is different--time, physics, nature, and whatnot--because Earth has been one big heartache.