Oh life. You give.
You take. You teach.
You scold. You love.
You are harder than easier.
Tougher than gentler.
Stranger than logical.
Routine is just an illusion isn’t it?
There is no normal.
No certain. No guarantees.
Just gruesome harshness in between extraordinary beauty.
Dreams amongst nightmares.
Day and night. Love and loss.
I know you know. You have always known.
And you are here to teach me to not pity myself.
You are here to make me strong.
So I can see in the dark. Learn to live inside my losses.
Find all the strangeness in my day humorous.
And life, I have laughed a lot lately.
Thank you.
I am also calm in the storm.
Quiet inside the noise.
And less afraid of loss.
Oh yes, I am surprised of that.
I know.
You thought I couldn’t get there.
Yeah.
While you threw me inside the nightmares.
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I discovered so many ways to look at you, life.
I painted your storms into rainfalls.
I drew out the nightmares from every dream.
And changed your name and gave you mine.
I know that was a bit unexpected.
But you taught me well.
Here’s to the many versions of me and all the names of you.
With lots of life after loss,
Christina
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