Inspo: One Breath.

Here is the link to the article I wrote for elephant journal.



So, not surprisingly, this is a poem of sorts about a break up. This is about a cute, quaint life where perfection and normalcy was the name of the game. This was enough.

Then the worst day of my life occurred and the love of my life delivered the news to me that my father had died that morning and we needed to pack our things to meet my mom, NOW. In that moment, everything flashed and I was engulfed with rage, then confusion, then utter sadness. I knew my life would never be the same I just wasn't really sure if losing my father was going to be the only way that it changed, and, as if foreshadowing was a real thing, it only got worse.

About 6 weeks later my boyfriend became someone I knew. He broke up with me. I don't think he was really prepared to be dragged through such a tragedy and although these sorts of things can't be fixed, he was a fixer, and not fixing this didn't sit well with him.

And so, in the throws of devastation and sadness, being alone and feeling lonely, I always remembered that morning when he told me what happened. And that is what it's all about.