I can only listen.
And together, we can dig.
As you open up your soul and reach into midnight caves;
Where we chip away at hidden hardships,
To find thoughts and memories and emotions,
Held so very tight.
Finally letting go.
Letting go of the weight, that was not your choice to carry.
Ripping apart the invisible jail that binds you.
Loss. Sadness. Grief. Guilt.
Learning how to fly; slowly breaking free.
- Grief Is a Part of the Cycle of Life (cherokeebillie.wordpress.com)
- It Takes Courage to Grieve (ptbertram.wordpress.com)
- The Mythic Stages of Grief (ptbertram.wordpress.com)
- Book Excerpt from Rebuilt: How Becoming Part Computer Made Me More Human (healthyhearing.com)