The Price of LOVE

Today I’m reminded of a person who was taken from this world.

I’m reminded of how I tried to hide my grief of his death for 14 years.

I’m reminded of how his son would never see him on this Earth again.

I grieved today and it’s OK.

I let it happen.

I allowed the tears to stream.

I didn’t resist, I didn’t hold back, I wasn’t embarrassed that those around me could hear me sob.

I CAN handle grief

I am not weak because I choose to grieve.

He was loved.