“A Loved one sits on the passenger side,
staying strong for those in the Tribe.
I can see, out the corner of my eye,
one I love, trying not to cry,
we sit in silence, and continue to drive.
Following behind,a heartbroken,
Partner, Father, Mother, Brother, Daughter.
Calls are made, multiple hearts break.
An important Member,brought the Group together,a Community, a moment, a shared event resonates,not prepared, mental and emotional strain,going forward will mean, lives will never be the same.
Somewhere between overwhelmed and numb.
Focused for the moment,on what needs to be done,nothing to be fixed, showing up, being strong.Conflicted, seeing love and loss, all in one bunch.
Present, yet out of touch,
what an ordeal, the moment does not feel real,
lucid dreaming, except no one is sleeping.
Conscious of the nightmare,
fearing what change will bring,
reflecting, past, present, future, all becomes paralyzing.
Gasping for air, each task daunting,
the ability to move forward,
when frozen on how to proceed,
leaves a heavy feeling.
Like being cut open, packed with sand,
then sewn back together again.
A struggle, where the weight is a representation
of pain, that pulls at the heart strings,
takes over the body and soul entirely.
Not expecting quick fixes, is what I recognize.
No pressure, one by one, finding peace,
putting in the work, cutting off painful strings.
Less grief holding me back from living,
walking in Faith, pursuing what I need.
No time stamp on healing.”-BiggTree
A Balance of
Grieving and Healing
Grinding while Dealing