Meloncholy

  • The life that wasn’t

    If I had to live my life again, I would make most of the same decisions. There might be a few minor tweaks, but the larger choices would stay. They shaped me into the person I am, and I am proud of that person. Still, there are experiences that leave me feeling I missed a…

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  • Five Years

    I am doing well. Quietly. Steadily. There is acceptance. There is a thin thread of hope. There is adventure of a sort. The path that brought me here was not clean. I cut the relationships that kept the grief looping and refused to let me leave. That part is finished. To stay in motion I…

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  • Enshrined

    A quiet lament written in the immediate aftermath of letting go – when the world still carries your warmth, but it is no longer for me.

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