Since last night I’ve been clearing and releasing, clearing and releasing, wracked with sobs that feel older than this lifetime. It’s been months since I’ve cried this hard. I know better than to question it. I crumple and allow myself to fall apart. I am held – last night by my husband, today by both he and Ada. I cry until the pain in my chest is gone. I quiet my mind as it warns me to stop after a minute or two. I quiet my mind as it cries out that I am a victim. I am not done. There are more tears to be shed. But for now, there is peace.
Please let yourself be held. I’m holding you from afar – as tight as possible!
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Peace is good, and so is letting it all out.
Holding space for you, here…
Love.
Sending you so much love.
xox
Sending you peace and courage. Thank you for sharing this journey and giving us permission for sadness as well. xoxo
Groaning with you, Alana. And sending love.
Love is the only answer..
to the pain of the process of living…
((((HUGS)))