It's almost Mother's Day and I'm feeling it. The ache. The longing for the children I have lost.
Sometimes I fear this grief. Thinking if I ignore the pain, the pain will go away.
But it doesn't.
"The lifelong fear of grief keeps us in a barren, isolated place and only grieving can heal grief; the passage of time will lessen the acuteness, but time alone, without the direct experience of grief, will not heal it." - Anne Lamott
So I walk. I experience. Trying to be brave just one day at a time.