My body hurts. That’s the trouble with making yourself vulnerable: it leaves you vulnerable. Who knew?
I suppose grief is like exercise, in that way. It leaves you sore and exhausted, and too much will destroy you. But if you can push through the pain without injury, if you can embrace it and let it flow through you instead of flinching away, you’ll come out stronger in the end.
I think the muscle grief exercises is the heart.
Longer post tomorrow. Can’t promise it will be good. Dear readers, I apologize, but you may have to indulge me a little. Thank you for your patience. I love you (all three of you) very much.
In Search of Secrets 