Recently a friend invited me over to share a glass of wine and catch up on life. We had returned to her home after enjoying lunch at a local cafe feasting on southern style meat and 3 and our sweet tea all while sitting outside breathing in the sweet Tennessee air. I am not sure we stopped talking from the moment we saw one another. It was one of the most
Spring awakens with the dawn of a new day. A new day that I get up and try to feel for my existence. It doesn't come. I'm here but I am not. Twenty eight months. I've come a long way but yet not so far. My needs are small in comparison but simplistically impossible. I want to see your beautiful face. Your twinkling eyes. Your quirky smile.
The season has ended. Blossoms of purples and whites fill my sight. I pass through the fields of heather and look beyond the sea. A peacefulness settles in the misty dew surrounding my body and filling my senses. I am with someone. A beautiful feeling of pure and abundant love emanates sparkles of light that reach deep within my soul. It is my son. He reaches for my hand and helps me up.
Early on in my grief journey, I realized this was not going to be a "get over it quickly" type of thing. I had a strong desire to read everything I could on grief, suicide, and the afterlife. I came to realize quickly that this journey will not end until I take my last breath. People have asked me how I stay strong and this is what I explain to them.
Every Body Has a Spirit
That The Human Eye Can't See
When We Leave This Mortal Earth
Our Spirit Is Set Free
The Loves We Shared Upon This Earth
With Our Spirit Still Remain
And Will Go On Forever
Until We Meet Those Loves Again
People Have So Many Questions
Unspoken Words Still Fill Their Head
Always Remember Your Loved One