Grief

Originally posted on FB on Friday, 26 August 2011

It runs so deeply yet it seems to be just beneath the surface of who I am now.

There is no medicine. No psychology. No life skill. No time line. No solution or easy fix.

No amount of talking, screaming, crying, rationalizing or justifying eases it. At least not for any length if time.

No amount of good days, good hours, good moments can alleviate the pain in my heart when the next wave of grief rolls through me.

When the ache of missing him hits me it is just as desperate. Just as frantic. Just as tangibly painful now as in the beginning.

There can be another tomorrow. Another Love. Another life. Another plan but; there can never be another him and that is all I really want. That is all that could heal me.