Work

I’m finding this grief to be hard work. I’ve ignored and stuffed so many other emotions and traumas in my life, that I decided I was going to actually work through this one. It’s been tough, scary, and enlightening. I’ve learned more about myself and enriched my love and thankfulness for my brother, and whatContinue reading “Work”

Love

The more I actually engage with it, the more I am convinced that grief is the hardest part of love.

He’s Not Heavy

Different things seem to trigger and/or soothe my heart. The other day the sun was shining beautifully and I rolled the window down. Then a song that I was never particularly fond of came on the radio. He’s Not Heavy, He’s My Brother by the Hollies. This stanza: It’s a long, long roadFrom which thereContinue reading “He’s Not Heavy”

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