There will come a time
When one must slow down
To release the reigns
Not only feel the wind
But stop & smell what it brings
A shift in season
Seeing that change brings suffering
Yet also beauty
As the autumn brings death
With glory in its leaves.
Tag: grief
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another year gone by
more lessons in betrayal
this time it’s my body
that has turned her head
yet here I am
continuing towards something
still waking up every day
priorities continually shifting
yet always coming back
to a few specific things
maybe it’s a gift
the constant reminder
of what very little is true.
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I think the issue
That I frequently come back to
I never know
What kind of day it will be
If it were
Our last.
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What do you do- when the worst thing that could happen- happens? We cast our lots on likelihoods and chance, softening the sharp corners of anxiety with platitudes. Some of us learn, the hard way, that this doesn’t always hold. Many times we tell ourselves, tell our children, to not be afraid simply because that bad thing would never happen. But bravery at its core is doing the scary thing even when that bad thing could happen- has happened. Courage is continuing to live after severe loss- to step into this wretched reality, and to somehow still find joy. Courage is facing the grief and taking a step forward anyway.
