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Nothing lives forever. Nothing lives forever. Nothing lives forever...
My love does.
I lost a few loves of my life in a short period of time, and I thought losing my dad was the most painful death I ever had to process. While it was unique, this new wave of grief is hitting different.
When I prayed for a different life, I never wanted to lose the ones that make life worth living. I thought I made that clear, but I also have faith that things happen exactly as they should. I can't control what I had no control over in creating.
What now?
What do I do now?
I think of everyone that I still have, and they all have other people. I lost my pack. My tribe. The ones I was responsible for. MY BABIES!
What now?
What do I do now?
My entire schedule revolved around the loves of my life, and now I just exist.
What is my purpose?
Who needs the amount of nurturing that I have in me? Who can I mother? Who can I smother with limitless affection that will not think that I am attempting to overwhelm them with my overflowing love?
I guess I need it. I guess I need me. I know I need God and the guidance of my creator because if this is life, I want to go home.
I hope that they answer the door for me, Lord knows I miss them.