Tag: mourning
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Kindness, Clarity, and Encouragement – #115
Speech To The Young : Speech To The Progress-TowardGwendolyn BrooksSay to them,say to the down-keepers,the sun-slappers,the self-soilers,the harmony-hushers,”even if you are not ready for dayit cannot always be night.”You will be right.For that is the hard home-run.Live not for battles won.Live not for the-end-of-the-song.Live in the along.
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“I stumbled on this photograph…” It’s at least 11 years old. We are in Memphis (coming from Chicago) probably on our way to pick up Pinky and the Brain. My feet are tucked under the pillow, and Spencer has put his whole big ole head on my feet. So I took a picture. If you’d…
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Discomfited, Or Stop Disrupting the Process
I’ve been crying. In silent and alone moments in my room, weeping when my children are gone and wailing in the darkness of a room that feels like a very warm blanket of sorrow, I cry. I have found that it is better this way. People don’t do well with discomfort. They flinch at expressive…
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You can never avoid the inevitable, or I’m folding into myself even though I do not want to
Do you know what’s so painful, what causes me grief on the weekends now? Knowing that life is just chugging along for everybody but me. That no matter what I plan? I feel utterly alone. There is no cure for the panic. For the reality that awaits me when I get home. That Spencer is…
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Nose rings and heart piercings
A tightrope that my Spencer walked—and often found himself tangled in with ME dangling from his feet in frustration—was what was holy before The All Wise God versus what was acceptable in the organized church. Spencer grew up COGIC, and the list they adhered to, baby… my Baptist sensibilities would be taken aback! And you’re…
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Why Y’all So Weird About Grief?
People are weird about open grief. And when I started this process, the ONE thing Holy Spirit told me IMMEDIATELY not to do was retreat from mourning. CUZ IF YOU KNOW ME, you know I don’t do feelings. Feelings is for suckahs and simps. I’m a BAWS, not a BABY. 😒 #thuglifeforever The one thing…
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The Wife That William Built
I’m so many days into a sorrow unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Tears burst forth out of nowhere, rage nipping at my heels like an hungry hyena waiting for me to stumble into a briar patch of wrath. Hands shaky and idle all at once, my body jerking forward to complete tasks that my mind…
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Early Morning Stress Stream
I’ve been writing almost every day to give my mind something to do. I’ve spent the last 5-6 years working on my emotional intelligence, recognizing (or rather having friends and mentors alike point out) that I do not engage my emotions as a normal person of my age should. I’m real good at shoving things…
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