A re-post of an older poem but we all need a reminder now and then.
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I was born to run Wind in my hair Without wings I could leap over the moon My…
Looking up and looking out. Your light, blinds me in brilliance shining ever so bright. I recoil in…

covered by a gray sky sitting side by side words left unspoken thoughts left unsaid love is unconsummated…

Widowed and/or bereaved? And does it even really matter when the words don’t change the outcome? Widowed –…

What grief are you still carrying? I’m super excited to announce that I’m going all in on a…