Welcome back Grief.

Six years later, grief and I meet again. 

Only this time, it’s showing parts of me I have long forgotten. 

Parts of me that have been rejected, discarded, and disposed. 

All this time, I thought those parts were longing for love & care from a lover.

Just to realize they were longing for love from myself.

Grief continues to break me open. 

It continues to descend me to the depths of my soul. 

It shows me glimpses of love through a hand of a lover and takes it away. 

Just to realize that the love I seek always existed within. 

Grief. Do your thing. 

Keep being my teacher. 

Last time, we met. You had my heart open so wide that I welcomed a love that my heart will never forget. 

A love that has always been with me.

Now, do your thing again. 

Remind me. 

Allow me to feel the depths of my love. 

Allow me to welcome and receive the parts that have been rejected, discarded, and disposed. 

Allow me to welcome and hold them all with love, care and softness. 

Allow me to Welcome them Home.