Thee Elegant Death

01/14/2025

10/25/2024

I missed you quietly today. So quietly that no one noticed.

I missed you as I climbed out of bed and as I brushed my teeth; when I waited at the lights on the drive into work and as I heard the rain outside my window.

I missed you as I ordered lunch and as I kicked off my shoes when I got home; as I switched off the lights and climbed into bed for the night.

I missed you without tears or noise or fanfare.
But oh how I felt it.

I felt it in the morning, at lunchtime, in the evening and at night. I felt it as I woke, as I waited, as I worked. I felt it at home, on the road, in the light, in the dark, in the rain.

I felt it in every one of those moments, each one sitting heavier and heavier as the weight of me missing you kept growing and growing.

Yes, I missed you so quietly today.

But I felt it so loudly.

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Becky Hemsley Poetry 2024
📸: Unknown

10/23/2024

"i didn't love you".
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10/09/2024

10/08/2024

I had my own notion of grief.
I thought it was the sad time, that followed the death of someone you love.
And you had to push through it to get to the other side.
But I’m learning, there is no other side...
There is no pushing through, but rather, there is absorption.
Adjustment.
Acceptance.
And grief is not something you complete, but rather, you endure.
Grief is not a task to finish, and move on, but an element of yourself – an alteration of your being.

A new way of seeing.

A new dimension of self...

~ Gwen Flowers ~

Credit to unknown artist

09/24/2024

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09/23/2024

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09/19/2024