Is the underlying assumption from my questioner that grief isn’t just about someone dying but wondering about where they’ll end up in the end?
I needed to be alone–it was all too much and just so strange.
We weren’t created with the capacity to breeze through these times. Feeling is a gift, even when it hurts.
We’re living in whirlwinds Sucking up airless moments Fleeting Gasp gasp gasping . We used the metal concert gates as stretchers for the injured for the deceased . She asks me what the red stuff is. I pretend not to know. Two year olds shouldn’t be able to identify someone else’s blood. . How was […]
I was just talking with someone I greatly respect and love. She’s younger than me by a few years. For a moment I wondered if she looks up to me… And then my mind jumped to women older than me who I look up to. And if I wanted to talk with one of those […]
I’m finite, I come to an end. These are lyrics from a Sara Groves song. They’ve been ringing in my head for a while now, reminding me of the need to desire eternity with God but not be so “heavenly minded that I’m of no earthly good,” as my dad would say. I must be […]
today’s been a random tear festival. the only thing i can attribute it to is hormones, really. that in addition to how i should be 14 weeks pregnant, beyond nausea and full of excitement. i should have told the world by now about the baby inside me and my hidden pinterest board would be on […]