I am TENDER.
This grief is shaking my soul.
I do not have my feet on the ground. I am not fully back in this world.
Time, linear things, focus and even communicating with out loud words feels foreign and weird.
This leaves me acutely aware of the small kind things that are supporting me and the compassion and care that is anchoring me here.
I am worthy of deep love and care.
(Did I not know this before?)
There is this thing that some people do where they hug you longer than normal — or even tighten their hold when you start to pull away.
It is this powerful gesture that feels like someone telling you “You need extra love right now and YOU DESERVE IT”.
(You mean it’s not indulgent to soak up all this care?)
I am feeling in love with everything that tastes like those extra long hugs — and pretty much can’t stand anything else.
I am thankful for the calls, messages, food, flowers, offers, hugs and hands on my back that are reminding me of what I am and why I am here.
To love and be loved.
“We are meant to connect. We are meant to lean on one another. We are meant to do this life thing together.”
-Chelsea McLean Casey
And so it is.
Together we rise.