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Words for the Journey

Discover a sanctuary of perspectives, tools, and shared experiences written for people living with grief.

Life was moving along at an incredible pace.

we likened it to couple of children

running down a hill

hand in hand

hair blown back

almost out of breath

barely keeping our feet beneath us.

we knew we could fall at any moment

but we didn't care

because we knew we would fall together

maybe laughing as we fell

secure in the company of the other

and if it hurt

we would console the other

beit skinned knees

or a bump on the head

and then helping the other back up

for the long walk up the hill

such was our life

exciting in  its scope

but full of joy with its simplicity

until the earth opened up

and swallowed our lives

separating us

suddenly

we couldn't console the other anymore

or share the smile when it finally came

placing me in a strange new world

where I am alone in the crowd

and people bustle along with their everyday lives

unaware of what just happened

I see them walking hand in hand

but their happiness doesn't anger me as it used to

I hope they have a long and happy life

for as long as they can

they will find out soon enough

 

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Strange New World