Sister!
I’ve had so many losses that I’m not sure I can physically stomach another one.
The problem with this is that losses are inevitable in this life, so …
I’m frozen.
Stuck.
A fully grown and capable butterfly sitting inside of her cocoon.
Ready, prepared, and afraid.
The last time I was happy.
The last time I truly smiled.
Really loved …
Death was not far behind.
It plotted, schemed, planned to pull the rug from underneath my feet at the first sign of my joy
Left me there, face down, face pounding from the abruptness of the cold hard impact.
Nobody was there to pick me up.
And you want me to try again?
To fly?
I can’t stomach another loss
Disappointment
And yet life can’t exist without it.
Your word teaches me that your hand sets a time for everything.
A time to live and a time to die
A time to laugh and a time to weep
So there is no escaping these spectrums
On this earth I can’t live without the unknown.
Teach me how to rest in the truth of you
That although I may not know, you do
Make that enough.