I didn’t want to write, but grief keeps coming at me from different sides; people I knew and people I didn’t know directly; the ones I met once or twice but met, nonetheless.
Too real
The grief keeps coming, yet we never get used to it. And may we never.
I just need a break tbh. And Amen!
Something to celebrate once in a while, at least. It's coming.
Are we still talking about grief?
The break 🌝
Oh good, good lol.
Too real
The grief keeps coming, yet we never get used to it. And may we never.
I just need a break tbh. And Amen!
Something to celebrate once in a while, at least. It's coming.
Are we still talking about grief?
The break 🌝
Oh good, good lol.