Misty morning
Flowers with dew
Hidden birds calling
Walking slowly to you
Dark night
Roads, holes with water
Staying awake is a fight
Roaring camp fire and laughter
Midday white
Powder piled high
Mittens and boots fit just right
Hot cocoa, down with a sigh
Cool winds
Colours on trees with a splash
Birds on branches flap their wings
Leaves descend without a crash
You were here
You went away
To me, you are a Dear
Still much to say
Growing stronger
Learning more each day
Wishing you were here longer
For wisdom and peace I pray
Happy birthday Grandma
For anyone who may read this and who may be dealing with the loss of a loved one, please know you’re not alone. You can still have hope and joy in your life. These things don’t fade. You can still have them and try each day to live your best life, to be the best version of yourself. Don’t beat on yourself for not being there, for starting to forget what your loved one looked like, or for anything else you’re beating on yourself for. Today is a beautiful day even if you can’t see it. Grieve. Go through your process the best way you know how. Whatever you do, don’t neglect yourself. You are here for a reason. Be thankful, show gratitude, love yourself, and be your best you.
Let’s talk life. 