Day 87: “For Good”
Loss
teaches us
shapes us
makes us
inspires us
breaks us
molds us
reminds us
kills us
builds us
changes us
We just have to find the good
The legacy
The love
To rebuild
remember
regrow
replenish
Restart
Day 87: “For Good”
Loss
teaches us
shapes us
makes us
inspires us
breaks us
molds us
reminds us
kills us
builds us
changes us
We just have to find the good
The legacy
The love
To rebuild
remember
regrow
replenish
Restart
Day 84: “Purgatory”
Maybe today I will have answers
Maybe I’ll know
Even if it’s bad news
Sometimes it’s just good to know
It stops the ups and downs
The constant fluctuations
Maybe after today I’ll be consistently sad
At least I’ll know what to expect
Day 83: “Bad News (Reprise)”
I got bad news
And I cried
And it felt shitty
Just when I started to feel better,
okay,
whole
Bad news came
A tumultuous ride,
impending death
I don’t want to know
What life is like
Without her
Bad news behemoth
Oceans of tears
How are you supposed to live at a time like this?
Day 80: “What Do You Do”
What do you do
When your pet is dying
My heart is breaking
I wish she could tell me what she needs
I don’t want her to be in pain
I can’t stop crying
How do I know when it’s her time?
Now she just lays with me
I cry
And she’s probably wondering, “What’s her problem?”
Day 71: “Reminders”
A back scratch
The mountains
A white purse
Porch swings
Fruit
Dominoes
Shirley Temple
Peanut M&Ms
Expired goods
Jokes
Eggshells
Ginger ale
Shih tzus
Motor homes
Cacti
White sandals
All things that remind me of my grandma
Day 37: “Stuck”
Grieving the living
Is its own kind of fuckery
A younger me
Remembers the good
The fun
And how to survive
How to placate
How to not cause problems
The older me
Has had the veil removed from my eyes
Knows the ways he affected me
Knows the pain
Can label the fear
But can hear his voice
Invalidating me
And the way he affected me
Making me the bad guy
But the scary part is
Part of me believes him
Day 17: “Breaking Down”
I’m feeling antisocial
I don’t want to talk to anyone
About anything
I want to lay with my cat
And my man
And watch reality television
I feel sad
And weird
And lonely
But I don’t want to be around anyone else
Grief is weird
I think I need to cry
Day 8: “The Compounding Nature of Grief”
Why is it that grief builds
The first time you lose someone you love it’s crushing
Devastating
Earth-shattering
The second time, it’s all of that
Plus unbelievable sadness,
Pain
At two lives lost
When the third time happens, it’s building off of all of it
It’s pain on top of pain on top of pain
And it’s not like you have ignored your grief
You’ve felt it
But somehow there’s always more
The fourth time, it’s guilt
It’s wishing you could have been closer
Feeling for others more than yourself
And feeling for the grief from before
The fifth time, it’s soul-crushing
It’s the deepest pain
It’s almost unbearable
It’s horrific
It’s pain from before,
Pain for others
For your family
Pain for the future
Pain for the pain that brought about this pain
It hurts