Grief Came Knocking
Grief came knocking at my door
I pushed against it, but it would not hold
I invited people in who could help me pull at its pain
Grief lingered at a certain level for a long time
Feeling almost comfortable, like a blanket
Then it rose again like a raging sea
Blindsiding me
I pushed it back down
I wasn’t ready for its enveloping force
Whether I wanted it or not
Grief came
I slammed the door trying unsuccessfully
To close it out
I tried to fix it as if it was broken,
But I know now that I can only fix it with
Acceptance
Grief is final, but I am not
I am not the same because of it
And though it breaks my heart
I am the better person because of it
I see so many others whose eyes show me they too
Have had the door slammed in their faces
And I love them
Grief came knocking on my door
I pushed it so much that I wished
It was the person I lost at the door
And not my grief
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