In the 3rd year of my grief
I woke up
to my readjusted self
and conscious mourning.
I had new thoughts
discovering,
recognizing,
other possibilities.
Energies rose
and swirled within me.
I reached out
with questions.
Stumbling Into Sanity
Figuring Out Life While Aging
Learning Living 
How did I miss this one!“Stumbling Into Sanity”This makes so much sense
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Thanks so much 💜
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