Meet Me In Grief
Even the word makes a room go quiet.
Falls on fearful ears and awkward hearts
They extend their arms in sympathy.
In the abstract they want to be there but in reality they run.
Who wrote the rules for grief anyway
Why are we so uncomfortable in its presence?
Instead, meet me boldly where I am and take a leap into understanding
Placing yourself on the same playing ground as I
Do not flinch and reach for a solution
Bare yourselves naked to it’s power
Grief is gripping
We must not run
We must not hide.
Embrace it as part of you
Just as much as it is part of me.
To Live On
Nothing says I love you more than being alive longer than your pubescent self ever dreamed of
And nothing says thank you more than giving yourself another chance
I can’t say that everyday is easy, or even worth fighting for
But what I can say is that I’m here, and I will continue to be here for as long as I allow myself to continue loving and being thankful
And that makes all the difference
I fell in love with a musician and music hasn't been the same for me since
The way my heart beats rythmically to the tunes of his presence
My smile dances to his sound
No longer just a past time, but an adventure of discovery
Together we listen to the chords and percussions of life
Carefully walking to create the perfect chorus
I wouldn't have it any other way