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A wave of grief washed over me, Pulling me down. I could not breathe. I flipped between trying to breathe, desperately And wanting to peacefully slip away, I was trapped between not living and unable to die Not wanting either. Desperately wanting both. Spinning in the grief zone, Consumed and overwhelmed, Clawing my way back, … More Swimming in grief
Time passes but the tears still come, It is hard to know what will break the well, And see our grief spill over. Time passes and without warning, the dam breaks. Today it was the mauve texta. Your favourite colour was mauve.
Within my mum, within her mum, a tiny egg was developed*, Within my matriarchal line this egg was enveloped, The time came, this awesome egg received it’s spark And Two new humans formed, ready to make their mark. Two within, and within them seven who came to be And within five of them were eggs … More In your grandmother’s womb: The egg that made you.
May we remember the ones who can not stay, May we hold tight to those we love, May we shed tears together and howl out our pain May we find solace and support. May we laugh again as we hold our lost ones in our heart, May we feel Joy that we knew them, May … More May we remember