I’m only human
Feeling a flurry of emotional frazzle and frenzy,
an anxious angst of exciting
ants-in-pants,
moment of reminiscence –
Memories meant to remain
part of the past.
Pictures of people, places
and pleasurable pastimes,
asking for acknowledgment
and acceptance –
an affirmation of existence.
An undeniable and unvarnished truth arises –
an uneasy and awkward affliction
of having something and having lost it.
Slowly surrendering
to the surge of sadness sweeping through me.
Yet a self-healing will emerge.
Solace will follow.
And — beyond any doubt,
moving forward will be feasible.
