And so I approach the one year anniversary of the demise of not the first, but my second marriage. And I'm still pretty pissed off about it. I've sworn I was over it in many Full Moon releases, through prayer and meditation, "let it go," moved beyond it, but it is undeniably grief. And grief never really goes away, it is only assimilated into our daily lives, it's carried. So here's to grief in all its painful, soul-scooping, heart-rendering, mind-trapping beauty.
