The voices swirling around grief can be filled with letting go… let go, move on, remember yet forget... Sometimes, just sometimes, holding on is needed. For a wound heals day by day, within to without, until one day only the markings of a scar remain. This Thanksgiving I’m thankful for Randy, his love, commitment, care, compassion, acceptance, devotion, joy, energy, enthusiasm… his love🤍
hold him tight… let him fill all the empty spaces…
for neither has let go.
time… need… reality… will bring a letting go,
but for now, hold him tight… let him fill all the empty spaces
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