Caught between life and death.
Turn now. Winter solstice is behind you. Step toward the light. What will you do with the gift of increasing daylight?
Sometimes, all of these losses make me feel like playing Whac-A-Mole. I just want to whack the stages of grief and not let them surface. It’s Christmastime, and I should be giddy with joy and wish to deck my halls! #RadiantlyBroken