Grief.
It sneaks in - like a thief. Unwelcome. Unexpected.
All the hard work of healing, recovering, moving on; stops. The spinning begins again. It's as if everything is muted. Colors become dull. Thoughts are disconnected.
Anger wells up. Every fiber screams, "IT'S NOT FAIR!"
And it isn't. It isn't fair. It never was.
The moment washes over me, like a wave. Threatening to pull me under. Pulling and tugging at my heart ...
The grief fades. It has taken its toll. It will be back. Maybe this next time it won't be so great ...
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