One Year
It’s been one year
since
everything changed and
my
family will never be the same.
It’s been one year
full
of unanswered questions and grief
with
no signs of any kind of relief.
It’s been one year
fighting
constant pinpricks of tears,
forced
to face my worst fears.
It’s been one year
of
reexamining long-held beliefs,
requiring
a full memory debrief.
It’s been one year
of
perpetual physical and emotional pain,
though
therapies create slow gains.
It’s been one year
focused
on incremental healing
pursuing
authentic processing.
