A Tidal Wave in a Tea Cup

Waves of memories.

Waves of grief for a life taken too soon.

But also waves of joy for the life we had together as sister and brother.

Just as there are waves in the ocean,

grief has waves too.

Some waves are gentle.

Some waves surprise me.

And some waves knock me off my feet.

Taking one wave at a time in this sea of life.

Comfort comes from knowing “nothing loved is ever lost or perished.”