When did sadness stop covering everything?
I don’t know.
It must have first been for moments,
then maybe hours,
Then for a long time
no longer ever-present,
but just below the surface
waiting for a thought to trigger it.
Now, the ingredients of my life
are suffused with contentment and joy,
but even so,
sadness can surface
as the dark shape of loss
stirs the cauldron
and tears are added to the soup of life,
but not as bitter
adding an important flavor
to the whole of me.
From Catching the Light – Coming Back to Life after the Death of a Child by Genesse Bourdeau Gentry. www.afterthedeathofachild.comTags: Depression, grief, hope, signs and connections