Musings Gratitude Day 11

Today I am grateful for tears

at 3:15am

in a puddle on the kitchen floor.

Brought on by a song

and events of the prior day

that took me back in memory

to previous sad times

through overwhelming

flower smells and

being in places like a funeral parlor

to pay respects.

That, and receiving notification in the mail that Larry’s Stone is in place for the 28th’s unveiling.

Turned into a day of reflection

and tears

of everything feeling like just yesterday

Larry, Mom, Dad, Dana, Grandparents, every standing in front receiving line by a dead loved one’s casket excruciatingly painful moment in my life. All of them relived.

But this song at 3:15am literally reduced me to a puddle on the kitchen floor.

All the people I love and miss,

all of them,

are my guides.

I fall on them and

use their strength

when mine is depleted.

They surround me always

to help me walk through the fire

as the flames of mourning return

to engulf my soul

as I become the fire

they give me the power

to heal

and rise triumphantly

to greet a new day.

XO Lisa