gratitude wednesday 11/18

It’s humbling to be so grateful inside grief. And I am. I am grateful for the love I shared, and made. I am grateful for just how deeply I have been affected and changed by the gift of this love affair. I am grateful to now know that I am a woman who can bring it to a relationship. Intimacy is possible. Intimacy of touch. Of sex. Of emotional connection. Of words. Of generosity. Of delight. Not only possible; I’m good at it.

Inside the pain of loss is gratitude for being so fully met. For being loved. For having had my love so beautifully received. I can’t write any more because I can’t see through my tears.

Sobbing in gratitude. And pain. And loss. And gratitude.

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