Grief is hard because I’m not sure who the enemy is. Is death the enemy because it took my loved one or is it life, because it keeps going without him? Is my brother the enemy because he left, or am I the enemy because I’m still here?
Tag Archives: questions
Stand
Sometimes it’s not about putting one foot in front of the other, sometimes it’s about keeping my gains, or at least recognizing them, so I know there’s a way forward. Today is sometimes.
Eon
January 4 seems like an eon ago.
I Feel You 