Stay #MondayBlogs Morning echoes with old conversations the millions of times I heard your voice the laughter and the plans and the simple nothings that live in my heart while you live no more grief is a constant companion walking at my side in her mourning clothes and church-like whispers and the prolonged seconds of … Continue reading Stay #MondayBlogs
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Whispering Memory
Whispering memory stands like a ghost at the corner of the room and in the pit of my stomach it serves as a comfort, a balm and a jolt of sour adrenaline pulling me through time to anywhere but this moment and I know we remain who we always were though separated by veils or … Continue reading Whispering Memory
Comfort
Comfort We treat grief like an injury as if six weeks could heal us instead we need that long convalescence the comfort of soft things the warmth of home the routines that bring us calm grief does not know an end because love does not die so we wrap ourselves in comfort creating our own … Continue reading Comfort
Flowery
Flowery For joy or for grief we perfume the air covering the moment with silken petals we fall back on tradition tried and true to commemorate an occasion or bring beauty into pain the poets and the playwrights fall back upon the sweet for love and for tragedy a flowery companion filling every moment - … Continue reading Flowery
Chapters
No safety for grief
Queen Elizabeth II #FridayPhilosophy
“Grief is the price we pay for love.” - Queen Elizabeth II
The Broken Song #wwwblogs
Grief escapes in dreams a wordless howl against the night It is a dissonant melody that no voice can match And it creates a harmony entirely its own Birthing rivers and waxen skin and time shifts Only in our memories will the song be complete somewhere in our past Yet every breath takes us further … Continue reading The Broken Song #wwwblogs
Lightness…#MondayBlogs
Our feet grow heavy with grief and so we begin to dance Our minds cloud with fear until we transform Every minute a whisper of hope against impossible odds Moving with instinct flowing like water Boundless we create our shape and chart a map unexplored Our hearts rise bright against mourning opposing forces lifting us … Continue reading Lightness…#MondayBlogs
Friday Philosophy…Grief
Grief sneaks up on me sometimes. I'll see something, read something, and this weight will settle onto me and I will fully feel its heaviness. After 39 years, it's pretty normal that I've lost people who mattered to me. I'm not sure that it gets "easier," as so many people say, but it does eventually … Continue reading Friday Philosophy…Grief