At first, it seems strong to keep forcing yourself to feel the grief head on- day after day.
Later it seems it will take a lot more strength to somehow let it go.
At first it seems intelligent to use all of your rational energy to try to "figure this out."
Later it seems there is real power in surrendering to questions without answers.
At first I feel only pain and loss when I see our daughter- she has lost you.
Later I see the fullness of life in her and refuse to miss another moment stuck in this time warp other dimension black valley of the shadow
of
death.
It is almost
later.