Life has been on hold… since death
Shock, pain, pointlessness, striving… year 1, year 2, year 3, year 4…
Surviving, sitting, pondering, grieving, writing, resting, healing… have all kept me in, only wanting the comfort of home; let life pass me by, for life has kicked me to the sidelines, to watch others live
4 1/2 years at the moment, and just this week, a longing stirs… adventure, I miss you
Adventure has always lured me away, with excitement; yet since death, adventure’s been empty and pointless
Yet just this week, the lure is stirring in my being… boredom? jealousy of other’s adventures? can I do this? handle an adventure on my own?
No idea where this all will lead, yet I’m intrigued that my being is willing to consider the adventure of life again
On hold for a partner, yet alone… acceptance… maybe adventure and I may meet once again, and live
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