Beyond The Clock.
From my book, "Walking With Grief."
I want to believe that I'll meet my loved ones again—that a day will come when everyone I love is together, and we no longer have to worry about a clock or the stress of days flying by.
I want to believe that the separation period won't be forever, and that the darkness, once our eyes close, will only be for a moment before we are greeted by the faces of all those we love, human and animals alike.
I need to believe it, because the thought of never seeing them again makes me sick. I want to reach inside myself and turn back the clock on my heart so I can start all over and have more time.
Time.
We'll never have enough of it. It goes too fast, no matter how slow the days go. We have the days and weeks on a calendar, but we can never truly measure it. We can only hope that it dwindles and goes by slowly, so we can embrace every second we have.
About the Creator
April Kirby.
I'm April, a writer from a small town who found purpose in poetry. Grief—both human and canine—is my focus. I write to honor love, loss, and healing.
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