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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