I like words. I like to use words. I like to string words together to make a statement. I like making a statement that others find appealing. Despite that weak opening, I promise that to be true. I’m just a little off my game these days. But the point is I tend to think I am much more profound than I am. I have come to realize that is a precariously annoying trait to possess.
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That thing called grief…
Here are a few imperfect thoughts about grief. Continue reading
Practicing Empathy
I think I’ll just sit here
and rest a little bit.
I’ll try to turn my thoughts off
and get a little sleep.
The Walk
It makes my heart slow
to see you suffering so.
I have traveled that road
and carried a similar load.
Condolences
Condolences – an expression of sorrow and sympathy, usually to somebody who is grieving over a death.
What I’ve Learned the Past 100 Days
One of the benefits of surviving a trial is the wisdom that should accompany it. At least for me, I like to impart the little nuggets of inspiration I’ve accumulated. Share the wealth and lighten the load type of philosophy. I thought by now the whole soothsaying, warm heart, nurturing side of me would have kicked in and I’d know just what to do to offer comfort. In other words, I thought I’d be more like my mom by now.
Turns out, I’m not quite there yet. But I have learned a few things. Continue reading
95 days
i feel like
i have not seen you
in forever,
or at least a lifetime,
or at least a year.
it has been exactly
95 days. Continue reading
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