My grief has come for tea, together we chat about times passed and all of the love given and lost. We talk of pain and how it is a guide, not a place to linger but a light in the dark. Look here, little one, this is where the love is most needed.
My grief joined me for tea today and we reveled in our capacity to hold it all, despite it all…she offered me a sugar cube of strength to quell the bitterness.
Together we sipped the fullness of this life, tears gently making way for peace, for new beginnings, and for love…always love.
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