I get her out the door for the bus
I should move my body, walk.
But then, (Grief).
I curl back into bed
just for 20 more minutes
my alarm goes off
But then, (Grief).
A headache is starting now
I should get out of bed
and pour myself coffee
But then,
I have things to get done today
Decisions to make
laundry to wash
But then,
I know I feel better
if I move
But it's as if the
weight of the
world
is on
me
right now
The sun is shining
and soon the winter season
will be upon us
I should soak up the air while it's warm
But
Then
I sit.
I feel.
I put pen to paper.
I lean in, to what I don't want to.
I tell myself
I am enough
I let myself Be
I name the Sadness and Grief
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