No safety for grief
“Grief is the price we pay for love.” - Queen Elizabeth II
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
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
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