Battling Grief one day at a time

 Summer days:

filled with childs laughter & bare feet

garden flowers and summer's heat

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I'm trying to be okay and grief comes in waves, sometimes

a gentle tap on the shoulder and other times a gushing

waterfall 

it creeps up when you least expect it

and leaves you gulping for air

steadying your feet and praying it passes quickly.

Grief is by far the worse thing I've been forced to endure during this earthly life.

it leaves you with an dull aching need that can never be filled.

xoxoxo