Monday, January 11, 2016
Brackets and Beginnings
I am putting last year into special tender brackets
In my heart and mind
Never to be forgotten: to be quietly grieved over
And in some ways, to marvel over.
My loss is not a fraction of that which my daughter and her children suffer
But my loss is real
And the scar runs deep
None of us are who we were before Russ left us
And we don't yet know who we will be.
I have felt as though I were groping through a thick fog
Blind and lost.
I feel it lifting
And life beginning to flow again
With the tentative beginnings of joy.
And so here's to life
Here's to living mindfully and gratefully the days I have
Paying attention to the present
Embracing the preciousness of ordinary days
Here's to doing the things I have put off for years
Here's to taking risks; believing I can; thumbing my nose at my crippling doubts.
To you, wherever you may be, may 2016 surpass your deepest hopes
And bring you fulfilment and joy.