I sit freshly alone on my old armchair by that familiar door where many moments of my life have been spent. I can see glimpses of them all so clearly now Busy, bustling, boisterous. Sunshine smiles and laughter all around So many reasons to say thank you even on mundane everydays Contentment taken for granted… Continue reading Melancholy
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What Grief Isn’t
Grief isn’t always the sudden bursting of a water balloon. It’s sometimes an invisible knife mercilessly stabbed into your heart, that’s being twisted over and over, with an intensity only you feel, but cannot reveal. It leaves just a tiny pin prick in your heart that allows leaden emotions to vaporise and leak out Every.… Continue reading What Grief Isn’t
