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the freedom of grief
March 14, 2018
Some things cannot be fixed
They can only be carried
Some pain so brutal
it rips
shatters
wrecks
When this hell visits
We don’t get to escape
We speak about time as a healer
or offer empty words
hoping they will make things better
in an effort to lessen the horror
that has landed in our life
But
When pain is unbearable
You bear the choice about how you go about living your life
But not about whether you carry pain
It. Just. Comes.
It is part of the human condition
Just the same as love
Not everything happens for a reason
That fallacy denies us the one truth we require
The freedom of Grief
For as long as it lasts
And as often as it comes
It is a brutally painful journey
Left undigested it will haunt us
Leaving wounds to fester
But if we allow it
Hold it as a sacred process
Scars form
The large and small deaths in our lives
Acknowledged
And held
And our most fragile selves
Remain whole
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