On a good day it’s there,
lurking patiently in the shadows.
It’s watching, waiting.
A reminder that life,
will never be the same.
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On a bad day it’s there,
touching all that you are.
It’s holding, harming.
An all consuming force,
suffocating its helpless prey.
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Today my grief is there,
taunting from within my soul.
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Tomorrow it will be there too.
💔
I imagine this past week’s elections haven’t helped you to feel any better. All I can say is hang tight, and remember what Winnie said: If you’re going through hell, keep going.
It’s a funny thing, grief…it comes to me like ocean waves. Sometimes they’re way out on the horizon & others, it washes over me & engulfs me. I feel you!