Do you know those days when grief or an ending has a grip on you in a way that makes you pay exquisite attention?
My grandmother died this week and her funeral was this morning. Everywhere I looked today there were opportunities to surrender. There are opportunities of course everyday if we make the choice to truly live the moments we are given.
I wrote a poem for my Grandma that I read as part of her eulogy. Maybe sharing it again here is another way to let her go; to let her soar.
Wow, beautiful poem, Katherine. I’m sure your grandmother is soaring high now. My thoughts and prayers are with you 💛
Thank you, Nicole. I think she is free too. I imagine she’s relieved to shed the body and mind that was faltering. It didn’t match who was inside. ❤️
Sorry to hear about your Grandmother Kat. I just wanted to send some love and hugs your way xx
thanks, Kylie xo