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This weekend I was invited to speak at the https://www.facebook.com/MBSfestival/" class="profileLink" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/page.php?id=1942
The one who loved me for me
Is gone now.
His absence is like
My empty arms
I thought we would have
More time than we did
You should be here with me
That's how it should be
But every day
Time stands still
As I wait on the other side
To finally hold you again
If I could forget my loss
Long enough to remember
All that you had been
Trivial tokens mean so much
Once the passing of you
Became so resolute
Denial kept me hidden
Pretending you weren't gone
Broken to be rebuilt
A reminder every day
I cried last night.
Grief/grieving what is it?
How do you do it?
I woke at 2am and felt sad.
I thought of the party & the jollity
The children and their parents
The lives that are growing yet to be released
into that warm and loving group.
The overwhelming sense of family
Each one it's own unit but joined so strongly to each other.