“Bring me your suffering.
The rattle of broken bones.
Bring me the riot in your heart.
Angry, wild and raw.
Bring it all.
I am not afraid of the dark.”
~ Mia Hollow
If you’ve lost someone and you’re still grieving, I get it. If you haven’t and you don’t, lucky you.
Sadness slipped inside my skin today. She’d taken a vacation and I began to think of her in the past tense. I was making peace with my beloved’s passing and the signs from the other side waning. I’d be alright.
Until I wasn’t, again. The heaviness came upon me after days of living in my head and socializing.
It’s not that I’m pretending I’m fine with others. I am. In the moment.
That’s a giant leap from where I was when Kevin died a year ago.
Now, there are more good days than bad.
Today isn’t wretched, but…
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