Grief

 What I'm learning about grief is...

It comes silently, out of the blue, and the tears drop.

It comes in the drowning sobs of loss, like the waves crashing.

It alters us, it makes us as rough as raw wood and the splinter catches.

It remains under the surface, then comes up gasping for air.

It may dull with time, if we dare to wander into it, exploring the scar.

It leaves us with a choice, do we dare to love again,

Or do we hold it away and let the hurt fester into anger.

I have found the pain of grief the way to heal, like childbirth.

You walk into the overwhelming pain and find it drowned in love.