#we’d get bagels at the 7/11 then claimed our spot on the beach

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My Grief is an Ocean

I heard from my uncle today

He says his grief is like a hurdle race

He says he is over the first hurdle,

Or will be soon

How lucky,

For his to have a finish line.

My grief is an ocean

Boundless and deep and foreboding

Wave crashing after wave

The salt and tears pulling me under

Again

I remember the year

You took us to the Shore

We waded out

Jumping waves and remembering the past

The tide rolled in, and caught you unaware

It pulled you under, but

We buoyed you up

And we swam to shore. Safe, laughing at the adventure.

I wish we could laugh now.

The waves crash and they churn

Again and again and again

And it is all I can do to stay afloat

Weathering waves and remembering the past

One day, I will be able to float

The waves will calm

And I will breathe

But not today.

They say the depth of grief

Mirrors the peak of love

How lucky,

For mine to be an ocean.