the worst of it

the worst of it is over.  it still doesn’t mean you don’t have to sit with the havoc that it wreaked though.  it still doesn’t mean that you don’t have to go around picking up the pieces, trying to salvage the salvageable, seeing what you can mend and what you cannot.

the pertinent points of it that categorizes such a destruction is no longer here, but we sit in its wake all the same.  we sit here, stupefied for a little bit, disoriented for a little bit, still weighed down by the mess that rearranged our nervous systems a little bit.  it takes a while to collect ourselves and most importantly, to start facing the reality that things will never be the same again.

but that in itself doesn’t have to be a bad thing.  you can’t go back to the same life you were leading because as you can see, that one is already torn up.  that phase has passed.  it always is going to be the road with all signs pointing to a second life now. that is your true north now.  everything is waiting for your ground to grow with more fertility this time.

there is a heaviness that such chaos brings, but it can be clipped into paper birds and paper airplanes and be flung out to leave lightness for yourself and breadcrumbs for others.  a snowing of what has survived.  the worst of it is over now.  but that doesn’t mean we stop wanting more and carving better for ourselves.

 

 

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