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How grief feels is so hard to explain
and each person experiences it differently
For me, my violin holds no solace these days
there are many days that I could play and let
the music envelope me in comfort,
but not this journey

I am having trouble reading  
Being an avid reader,
this is very hard for me
I can get through a page or two and get distracted
and never get my concentration back

I am grateful I can listen, though and have
found comfort in audio books and music
Even the reading required by my work is 
extra hard and takes so much more effort
my attention span feels like it is a fraction of normal

I am functioning pretty well, but grief hits at odd
times and sometimes takes me under 
I know that the grief is a product of the love that I have
for my son, who is now safe and healed, but not 
present in my life anymore and there is a huge void

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