Day 17 of The 100 Day Project
Last week, I wrote poem 16 and the next day I came down with a nasty cold and have been sick ever since. I missed 3 days of work and didn't leave the couch for a long time. I am finally feeling better. I can't wait for life to go back to some semblance of normal.
I've been thinking a lot about grief and how it stays with us for a long time. I have so much grief I carry around and I need to let it go. I love the idea of burying grief and when you let it go see how something beautiful grows in its place.
