Grief is a sign we loved well. Widow was not in the plan before we even had a chance to enjoy life with out obligations but, fate does not care about your plans. How do you move forward and find time to grieve? What does that even look like? Here are a series of poems written in the first 3 years to show just that. There is grief, self discovery and the new life that grows from the autonomy.
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