dancing...

...with the angels

i can't believe 2 years have passed - since i received a call no one - ever wants to get - the one which tells you a loved one - is no longer here with you - they've died unexpectedly and yet you hope - with every fiber of your being it's a mistake - but the reality is - it's not - and the following days, weeks and months - result in a blur of time, emotion, grief

loss is difficult to explain - to anyone who hasn't experienced it - it's a rolling journey filled with highs - and lows as you attempt to navigate - through a hole which has been left in your life - for me, the loss of my sister - equated to having a limb removed - and do you ever recover from an amputation? - you adapt, make adjustments - process the loss - however i don't believe i will ever fully recover - i feel my grief is just as raw now - as the day she departed - i feel as though i lost a part of myself - in losing her and therefore - a small portion of my joy - has been stripped away

the good news is that i have - the hope of being with her again - know i will see her again - for now, she's dancing with the angels - in front of abba's throne - which means i can have...

a

happy day.....