And through timeless words and priceless pictures / We'll fly like birds not of this earth / And tides they turn and hearts disfigure / But that's no concern when we're wounded together / And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts / But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it
Monday, April 7
I allowed myself just 5 minutes of grief in the shower. Hot tears mingled with hot water, you really can't tell which is which.
Just that 5 minutes.
& then I stopped. I stepped out of the shower, fresh.