children - GBE2 - week #16
I have been out of the loop for weeks now as life has been in fast forward. Edging my way back in this week with something I wrote years ago about my daughter. There have only been one or two other things that I have ever written that flowed out of me the way this did - with deep emotion. On another night when I couldn't sleep years ago, I wrote about my grief and loss and pain with no expectation that the feeling would ever go away. It has now, but that night it was alive and thundering through me. Grief ebbs and flows at its own pace, with its own will. It taught me to not give up hope. For Bridget - I am grieving, i am grieving.. for the sunlight on your hair and sweet butterfly kisses that you sprinkled on my face another time, another place... as you skipped and danced and sang your little girl songs of happiness and unicorns. and oh, i had you then, your hand in mine, smiles and rainbows, and dreams of little ponies you would ride. but tim...