The storms of life sometimes gather way too close.
Several years ago my son was killed in a severe thunderstorm. His car hydroplaned, hit a tree, and then slid down a deep ravine.
I’ve also lost parents, friends, and other family members to that never-ending circle of life. But what I’ve learned is that time waits for no one.
In the aftermath, it’s still not easy when memories take control. It can also be an emotional roller coaster of unlimited grief.
Another truth. Storms of every kind will come and go, but the emotional storm of loss is a storm that never seems to end.
Excerpt from book It’s my Time to Grieve by Phoebe Leggett
Dark storm clouds gather thick
As harsh winds whip about
The brightest light in life
Has died and flickered out
Death’s storm will never end
Its harsh winds won’t subside
Dark clouds are always near
As memories collide
For ‘tho the time will pass
‘Mid flash of sun and night
Rain drops its glistening tears
In memory of the light
© Phoebe Leggett
2007 Award Winning