Sailing to the Iceberg of Denial

I remember the first few months after William died. I felt I was coping well and everyone kept saying how strong I was and how well I was coping.But when the reality set in I realised I wasn't coping well at all and that Williams death has affected me heaps more then I thought it would.

I believe that I was in denial or that God was sheltering me from the blow for a while or maybe it just took a few months for the shock to wear off and the reality to come to the surface.