Faerie Paths — Loss

~ humoringthegoddess

 

 

Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim.

 — Vicki Harrison

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I am a writer of fantasy fiction that often surrounds middle-aged women. I am a married mother of two and granny to three, a BoHo Chic kinda gal. I am recently retired and busier than when I worked 9-5. But writing and blogging is my main game.

8 thoughts on “Faerie Paths — Loss”

  1. Life’s Missing Teacher

    I never found a teacher,
    who taught me how to grieve.

    The unforeseen creature
    was difficult to perceive.

    After unplugging her extension cord,
    time was always near.

    While wandering toward
    the edge of life’s weathered pier.

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