Poems #Grief

Sometimes we need to pretend that things are different in order to get through hard times. But the Sun also rises.

Gradually making deeper sense of the reality of life.

Sometimes I feel, see, sense, smell the presence of my departed love. It's so real. It's so bittersweet. It's so wonderful. It makes me feel so desperately alone and so incredibly united at the same time. Almost 2 years... I can't remember a day since u moved on.

A second birthday comes around since you moved into another paradigm. Though raw and wobbly, I also feel steady. I feel you lift the breeze that I might learn to fly again. Happy Birthday Habibi. xxx

How much loss can someone deal with in such a short time? Seems all the people I love have passed in the last year. Now my beloved dog, Rufus, the most loyal and loving soul has crossed the rainbow bridge. But I must remember all he taught me. It's not about goodbyes. It's always about the hello.

A year on. I miss you so much my Habibi. Life is just not the same. But ... right with me as always, You are here.

Coming up to year since my beloveds passing, I find myself awash in so many emotions. Yet, I am not drowning.

We all have those times when we feel totally and utterly alone. Sometimes through loss, grief or through not being amongst those with which we resonate. Yes, this poem is essentially about loss, but also of trust in the new beginnings that lay ahead. Society often looks down on the side of one acknowledging ones loneliness as being "self-indulgent" or "negative". I disagree. It's a feeling that we all have either in the background or right in the centre of our lives at various times. And one that needs to be worked through, not ignored. For whatever reason, we all feel sometimes like we are the last one on Earth.

A month shy of a year since my beloved transcended, and 13 years to the day since we first made love, this poem flowed out of me with tears, and for the first time, a glimmer of hope for the future.