Of course I am lucky.

Lucky to have had them,

lucky they lived so long

lucky to have loved them so deeply

and felt that love returned ten-fold.

Of course I understand.

I understand they live shorter lives than we do,

that it was always going to come to this and

that I did all I could with all I had

to keep them here and happy and healthy.

Of course it will get better.

Of course life will move forward and so will I.

One step will become twenty will become a thousand

and I’ll be in another time

where missing them is not white hot and searing

but a golden glow–

warm sweet memories I can sit beside . . .

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And of course,

none of this helps at all.

Welcome to Grief,

where knowledge is not power

and there is no way out but through.

One thought on “Of Course

  1. “Welcome to Grief,

    where knowledge is not power

    and there is no way out but through”.

    Thank you for that, my very dear friend. A thousand miles lay between my head and my heart. And I’m writing away layers to make it through. Although mine is so different from yours- I’ve found a place where I can see my grief as a gift and in the weight and waiting of it -a valuable lesson.

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