Submitted by: Ana K.
Your due date is right around the corner and its surprisingly light. There is now circulation around my grief. Where as before it was only a heavy and static constraint. Now, there is movement and breath. This sudden “round” of grief has been a hard one. I’m reminded of you just about everywhere I look. Particularly in flowers and the Earth. I want to lay down in a bed of wildflowers and drink you in and breathe you out. For now, I’ll admire the tiny buds that Spring is offering and think of you. I bought a flowering bulbs from the dim grocery store. When they’re finished, I plant them in honor of you.