Grief, for lack of a better phrase, can swallow someone whole until nothing exists within them but an empty shell. Loss of friends, family members, loved ones and even dreams easily push one into decay depending on the level of grief one faces.
When the song, “She Talks to Angels” says the “pain’s gonna make everything alright” or “there’s a smile when the pain comes”, perhaps that woman used needles but when you see a person inked over you may see someone unknowingly dealing with pain.
Don’t be so quick to judge.
The memory sees what it wants to believe. It hears it also, as in Rob Thomas singing with Santana in thesong, “Smooth”. At least for me that song breaks my heart every time I hear it and I will dance as if Dionysus himself were present. I know I should have let that bird fly years ago.
Hope doesn’t resurrect the dead. It never did.
My father passed away in October 2012 He was one of the strongest cats I know. The list of fallen loved ones continues.
However, this is not all about me. It is, but not so much. Sure, I need to grieve but move on to happiness as can others.
I hope sincerely I can thank those who helped me see how my eyes betrayed me. I still have much to do in this struggle. Thank God for my greatest advisor. A mother means so much.