{"id":93,"date":"2020-10-29T21:39:12","date_gmt":"2020-10-29T21:39:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lifeintheup.com\/?p=93"},"modified":"2020-11-08T04:34:51","modified_gmt":"2020-11-08T04:34:51","slug":"trying-to-be-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lifeintheup.com\/?p=93","title":{"rendered":"Trying to be UP"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It has been 25 days since my son died.\u00a0 25 days!\u00a0 I have cried each and every one of those days.\u00a0 Today I cried when I looked at his little dog snuggled up in my bed.\u00a0 Each time Dale would come to get her she would get so excited.\u00a0 It was if she would say to Dale&#8230;I thought I would never see you again.\u00a0 She was always that excited to see him.\u00a0 It breaks my heart that she will never see him again.\u00a0 That I will never see him again.\u00a0 I don&#8217;t have enough photos of him.\u00a0 I don&#8217;t have enough videos of him. I don&#8217;t have him.\u00a0 He was not with me all of the time.\u00a0 I didn&#8217;t see him every day, I didn&#8217;t even talk to him every day, yet I knew he was there, that he was just a phone call, or a text away.\u00a0 If I needed him he would be here in a heartbeat.\u00a0 Now he won&#8217;t.\u00a0 I am so sad.\u00a0 Each day I am sad.\u00a0 Sad that he is gone.\u00a0 Sad that he is not a phone call away.\u00a0 Sad that I will never again hear him say&#8230;&#8221;Because I am Dale.&#8221;\u00a0 or &#8220;Hey momma.&#8221;\u00a0 So, so sad.<\/p>\n<p>Today as I scroll through facebook or instagram I see so many happy smiling faces.\u00a0 Just a month ago my own feed showed happy, smiling faces.\u00a0 I know that soon I will once again show happy smiling faces, yet there will be a sadness behind those smiles, a sadness behind those happy faces.\u00a0\u00a0 The loss of my son has taught me that.\u00a0 It taught me what I already knew&#8230;it brought it home for me.<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"It&#039;s been a Rough Day | Hoping for a better day Tomorrow.\" width=\"580\" height=\"326\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/h3V2Z0pCeVQ?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It has been 25 days since my son died.\u00a0 25 days!\u00a0 I have cried each and every one of those days.\u00a0 Today I cried when I looked at his little dog snuggled up in my bed.\u00a0 Each time Dale would come to get her she would get so excited.\u00a0 It was if she would say [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifeintheup.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/93"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifeintheup.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifeintheup.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifeintheup.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifeintheup.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=93"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/lifeintheup.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/93\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":101,"href":"https:\/\/lifeintheup.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/93\/revisions\/101"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifeintheup.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=93"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifeintheup.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=93"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifeintheup.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=93"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}