Halloween

And it is Halloween, and the veil is thin and spirits lurk, and I have been thinking about love, and loss, and about those that have gone before.

I don't believe in closure, or processing, or moving on. I think grief and loss are a part of who we go on to become, a thing we carry along with the loved ones lost. The heartache may grow quiet, or quieter, but will flash open fully awake in an instant with a mere shred of a memory.

And I think this is both a burden and a blessing, that tinge of sorrow that softens and breaks us, over and over, keeping the brittleness at bay...