A poem to #DearGrief
It's hard to imagine some journeys
The kind that happen rarely
To someone else
And the kind the heart doesn't want to.
People often tell me that they can't imagine how life is for me.
They say they can't begin to understand the things I think and feel and do,
And that they don't know what, if anything would pull them through.
Perhaps it's impossible to imagine, unless it happens to you.
Because life can be changed in the split of a second, and everything you think and feel and do changed with it,
Beyond all imagining.
This journey has a scale of its own
A space between the lost and found
That ends where it begins - inside me.
By Adam's māmā / mum