Cycles. Waves. Mountains

Grief comes in cycles and waves and mountains. How to break it, escape it or climb it seems insurmountable

You think that it’s tamed to a tiny little mass. After all this time the worst pain is past. But then wait! It pops back up to kick your ass.

But you’re a lover AND a fighter this is so true. You love and then fight for what’s important to you. 

So you’ll stand and fight another day, fight through defeat and weariness and love those who are nearest and dearest.  

M. S 

10/22/23