By The River I Sat Down and Wept.
Shakespeare said that one should not grief in silence because a silent grief kills from the inside. But how do we grief un-silently? How do we give words to sorrow when the sorrow is so big you can’t find a word big enough to describe it?
I am ten times undone with fear. I am afraid to wake up one day and realized that my world has changed again. Time moving forward taking everyone and everything that I hold dear with it and I would be the only one left – holding on to the past.
I would be like a little girl whose shoes got swept away by river. I would sit by the river and weep and with variety of pain and sorrow distract myself from what I had lost.
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