Friday 55,  Grief,  healing through art,  Poetry

Friday 55: On Missing

My first stab at giving grief a face three years ago. Not pretty. Ragged feelings on the page.  It gave voice to that raw, empty ache I had in my middle, that something missing. I could barely form sentences and needed a picture to take up the slack. Making poetry and art helped me through.

~Nara Malone

This post is for my running buddy Violet who just buried her mother.
For +Mera Kranfel who just lost a friend.
For my dad–still missing you Daddy but most days the memories have smiles attached instead of tears.
And for G-Man and the Friday 55 gang–missing you all is something I can fix.
Drop buy G-Man’s site on Friday to join the fun to see what others wrote.