Evidence We Are Not The Same As We Were

 Evidence we are not the same as we were...

Losing someone in this realm changes us...

I know deep inside that I am whole, as I am...

Yet each loss feels like pieces of me are taken...

Maybe its how we slowly transition to the other side...

Maybe we don't pass all at once, instead piece by piece until the last big release...

There are parts of me gone before, maybe creating space for my arrival someday...

The pieces of me still here adapting to what's left, and hopefully reinventing me and growing...

Finding new ways to be me...

Learning to love what still is, and what can still be created...

Maybe as each piece transitions, the others greet her and say "oh look how you've grown, lets find how we beautifully fit back together" 

5/14/21

I am reading this poem on my YouTube channel ... "The Mess And The Bliss" recorded June 1, 2021