The Life After Loss Kidnapper
She resides inside new love. She makes her home within a new memory. She keeps you up at night after a first date. And she whispers words of utter destruction. Especially after laughter. After fun. Her name is guilt. And she ain’t going anywhere anytime soon. Or so she thinks. Her hands…
The Long Way Home
It has taken me over 13 years to feel a longer lasting sense of happiness. You might want to yell out but Christina, that’s too long of a journey. And I will say that is the good side of life after loss. Not many of us ever make it back to a happy life. You see, after a traumatic loss when we…
I Wish Time Never Ran Out
I wish I could play music. Sing like an Opera singer. Write as if I have lived many lives. I wish doors opened for me. I wish I was lucky. And much younger when I got my act together. Smarter. Good at math. And I could live long enough to see earth from space. I wish time never ran out. Not…
Without Roller Skates
Life is prickly. That is where all the stories we tell ourselves come from. The prickly things. We tell ourselves so many things after we feel pain. I caught myself doing that, last night. It was about someone who wasn’t getting pricked as much as me. And I noticed my inner story start.…
The Life After Loss Kidnapper
She resides inside new love. She makes her home within a new memory. She keeps you up at night after a first date. And she whispers words of utter destruction. Especially after laughter. After fun. Her name is guilt. And she ain’t going anywhere anytime soon. Or so she thinks. Her hands…
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The Long Way Home
It has taken me over 13 years to feel a longer lasting sense of happiness. You might want to yell out but Christina, that’s too long of a journey. And I will say that is the good side of life after loss. Not many of us ever make it back to a happy life. You see, after a traumatic loss when we…
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I Wish Time Never Ran Out
I wish I could play music. Sing like an Opera singer. Write as if I have lived many lives. I wish doors opened for me. I wish I was lucky. And much younger when I got my act together. Smarter. Good at math. And I could live long enough to see earth from space. I wish time never ran out. Not…
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Without Roller Skates
Life is prickly. That is where all the stories we tell ourselves come from. The prickly things. We tell ourselves so many things after we feel pain. I caught myself doing that, last night. It was about someone who wasn’t getting pricked as much as me. And I noticed my inner story start.…
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