The more I actually engage with it, the more I am convinced that grief is the hardest part of love.
Tag Archives: nature
Rainy Days
I find that this grief is less defined as it was when it was a dark mass that demanded my attention. It seems more like a series of rainy days and sometimes rumbling thunderstorms.
This Reminds Me Of…
“You know, this reminds me of…” I’ve said or thought that more times than I can count. Everything reminds me.