Grief and Goodbyes
Grief is a funny thing.
Even if you expect it, prepare for it, or brace for it, it can still knock you down like it's nothing. I wish that I could cry right now, but maybe that is where all of that preparing and bracing for the end was going to.
Something I've been losing for months is gone, and I don't know what's more painful, the decay, or the ending.
Grief is a funny thing. It can show up as lyrics you've heard only a few times to a song that you don't know, but the emotion is the part that hits you. It's something that hits you the moment you start laughing. It is something that has been around my whole life. A comforting presence in many times, but not a friend. There was grief as I finally got a decent job and my own place. It's a daily battle, but some days are better than others.
I lost a lot recently, and whenever I look at something that we used to do together, I lose a little more. We will see what of that loss can be found again, if it can.
Everything ends doesn't it? It feels like the wrong time, but it always would have.
I think this is the last time I am going to write here, I have a life to get on with after all, and my cat is starting to bug me for being down.
I hope you stay well. I hope you are happy.
Goodbye












