Grief arrives as does the harsh, unwelcomed winter.
We resist the next season of our life
Trying to hold on to the familiar & cherished.
We cling to our tree of life as though we were a leaf perched to a branch on a winter’s day.
Alone in our journey, we fight to survive and retain our identity.
We don’t want to change nor surrender to the ominous fate ahead
Yet, we were not capable of stopping death from arriving,
Mother Nature’s plan is far stronger than we.
Fate is inevitable
When we grieve, we look out on a familiar world that has now become unrecognizable.
Instead of snow, our view is covered with a blanket of sorrow.
Our world has changed
Fighting like silent warriors, we struggle to withstand the winds of change.
We cannot hold on to the world we had
We are not the same as we once were.
Like a leaf that changes color, we too have had a chemical reaction to destiny.
Eventually we must accept our fate
Slowly, as this new season of life continues to batter us, our familiar self slips away.
Do we fall crashing to the ground?
Do we lift off in the wind and find a new home?
Thankfully we have choices
Remember that you are worthy of a new season.
One where you shall dare to find happiness once more.
Look for the changing winds and share your stories below.