Sept 30, 2023 Red Top Mountain State Park with friends, snacks, music, sun and good energy. The kind of day that feels nostalgic, as if you've been there before. Under the sun, feeling and living. Dipping into the lake, despite the lack of swim suits, not giving a damn but enjoying the day. ✨☺️💜 Seeking safety in each other's company. Fast forward April 12, 2024 Seeking safety in journaling and creativity to continue coping with grief. This poem is for those who've lost someone dear to their hearts. To be reunited when the time comes. 💜 Translation "Until we meet again" Hey, how are you? Are you there? Can you hear me? I am missing of you The weather is warmer. But there are days when not even a jacket warms me under the sun. It feels weird. I think it gives me more joy to feel the rain Soaking me, taking away my sorrows, my bitterness. And affectionately, my tears. The ones that come out when I think of you, of course. A wounded greet, every time Because now, well, ...