I read something today written by a blogger who is grieving a loved one lost to death.
The depiction of the anguish and day to day coping hit my shadow self. I realized that I am still grieving multiple “deaths” and have been in grief for 30+ years.
I thought I had worked through it all, but I realize now that I must not have, because all I want to go is cry, yet can’t, because it seems so silly.
So then… I have soul work to do!
which loss got buried
in the mire of daily life
it is not just one
multiple deep scarred loses
needs eradication now
©Ruth Klein’s Scribbles
RuthKlein’s Scribbles 
Yes, the words of others awaken us, open us to our soul work, you invited us in Ruth Thank you.
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Beautiful, empathetic poem.
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Grief rolls in waves, and for certain, newer losses cause swells in old seas of grief. Crying is never silly. A beautifully evocative and emotive poem, Ruth 💕🙂
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Crying isn’t silly, Ruth. And you’ll find that after a good cry relief washes over you.
Be well my sweet. Cry if you must. Xoxo
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if only the tears would flow! ❤️🧚🦋
thanks
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Tough one. I hope writing helps.
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Writing helps, 🥰🦋🧚🕯❤️
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I lost loved ones starting at about age three – and they haven’t stopped. Some lives were more celebrated than others. We can honor those lost by reliving happy memories, which I hope to be as numerous as the stars in any given night sky.
Please check your email… (((Hugs))) Jules
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((hugs))
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