Because, let’s face it, Sunday is a day for grieving – even if it’s only over your football team’s failure on Saturday.
Zeina introduced the idea of ‘grief knocking on the door’ and it occurred to me that most of us are actually quite welcoming hosts, when it comes to grief, as long as the welcome is not overstayed.
Here’s my reply, anyway …
***
Grief knocked on the door
I beckoned grief in
Grief’s never alone
It will find grief within
Grief casts the first stone
I am not without sin
In a battle of conscience
‘Tis grief that will win
But grief is my confidant
Grief knows its place
If I cannot hold you
Then it’s grief I’ll embrace
Grief stares from below
God cares from above
I would never know grief
Had I never known love
***
Richmond Road 
Your wedding photo?
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Ha ha! No. I’m not quite that old. I just feel that old some days.
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Beautiful!!
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Some people seem to seek grief out, send invitations… I treat grief like i do the church people that knock on my door. I talk to them for a few minutes, but don’t invite them in.
Now joy has a key, always welcome!
Oh, I like your poem too.😆
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❤ I like the last bit particularly.
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A family photo?😊
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Thanks for responding with this beautiful post. I really like how you embraced grief in the poem 😁
Grief isn’t a straight line. Grief is like waves some are manageable while other can be suffocating. It can never overstay it’s welcome because it never fully leaves. If we resist it and kick it out it will return much worse. So we simply start working with it by building a new life. We learn to ride all it’s waves the highs and the lows by accepting them.
Grief is connected to LOVE like you mentioned above and love never dies.❤
Thanks for this beautiful response.
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Gee. Thanks.
In truth my life has been filled with lots of love and very little grief. I am blessed.
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You made my day with this post, thank you 😀 It’s always nice to read different points of views. Stay blessed and safe!
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To actually make someone else’s day must be one of the greatest possible human achievements. Whilst I suspect that you may be exaggerating just a tiny bit I would be very proud to believe that I had even the faintest possible positive impact on your last 24 hours. Thank you.
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Not exaggerating 😀 It gave me a boost in the past 24 hours to check my blog more often. 😀
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Then you have touched me, perhaps below the hard crust of my skin.
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😁😁
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