Sorrow

  • Death. And Life.

    The balloons lifted into the sky, and as they floated higher and higher: I met my humanity. We were in the final year of high school, and we’d just lost a friend to a sudden and unexpected brain aneurysm. The… Continue reading

  • Embracing Emotional Complexity in Life

    I’m tired and sad, but also I’m filled with love, joy, awe and care. This is the vastness of complexity that comes with adult emotional life, an aching that has a tender beauty to it, almost like a beautiful rainbow… Continue reading

  • Broken Hearts

    ‘Why do we do such terrible things to each other?’ said the softly spoken man at the library, who somehow knew I’d be the one person in the room who would listen. ‘I don’t know,’ I said, looking directly into… Continue reading

  • Rain

    I wish only to walk in the rain. As life thunders around me imperfection after imperfection (often mine) I wish for peace. And I wish to walk in the rain. Continue reading

  • Cruel Deception

    What is this sorrow? It is a shared siren wailing through the silver of our human chain. But darling, you say. You must smile, you must find the joy beyond the day. The heart cries when the heart cries. A… Continue reading

  • Keep Stepping

    How dear you are to this world, you must never forget. How days cannot be as they should be without you. Keep stepping. Continue reading

  • My Heart

    My heart has been closed, and so I have been away from this place. I’ve been well aware of my differences in the world, well aware of the sorrow within the walls of lace and sun that I call ‘me’.… Continue reading

  • What is Sorrow

    For, what is sorrow but a moment of joy left unattended. Continue reading

  • Sad

    I’m sad tonight. To write is the only pill I have. I heard some news today that broke my heart, and here it is in my hands as I stand beside the world and become the sky. Empty as the… Continue reading

  • Sadness in The Corner

    There is sadness in the corner. A beautiful sadness that calls to me, many a day, and I can’t help but follow. I can’t help but wonder why. When life is ever so dear, and joy is found sweetly in… Continue reading