Come Dance with Grief

Come Dance with Grief

As Grief’s glances stole my eyes from across the room

I knew his heart and who he was, or rather he knew me

I know we’ve danced a thousand times but I cannot quite recall

Because every time you dance with Grief it’s never what it seems

He reaches his hand to summon mine, his fingers long and tired

Yet despite the wear within his palms his grasp gently inspired

I tried to arouse the memories ago our dances from miles away

But I stumbled to remember Grief never dances the same

I’ve danced with Grief a thousand times, his movement oh so familiar

But memory is useless here as he will always be a stranger

Grief whispers love into my ear, “Dear, come dance with me”

I remember to forget and surrender to his lead

 

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Feelin’ Good and Ready to Rock

During the past two weeks I’ve done my Preceptorship for nursing on top of working and have not had any days off until yesterday…I LOVED IT. Being able to spend 12 hours pouring myself into other people was exactly what I needed and it brought me back. For now. I’m praying I can find a way to balance where I am now with where I was so I can keep from the edge of that cliff. Meanwhile I’ve started working out again and started a new group on Facebook that focuses on the wholeness of health. I’ve learned how important mental, physical, and spiritual healths are for the entirety of our well being. If I’m going to be whole, I need to be whole in each of those areas as well. So I invite anyone reading to join me on this journey! It’s a new year…let’s make this the beginning of a new life.

Here’s video that explains what I’m doing. I’m kind of funny…just watch.