How do we go on?

How do we go on after the unthinkable happens?
How can we carry the burden of knowing the world can be cruel and the future so unpredictable?
How do we grieve with empty arms and a head filled with echoing memories?

We are stronger than we know, and this is how we show it:
Holding each other, giving comfort in the midst of pain.
Loving more fiercely through our actions and the things we say.
Making the world just a little bit better every single day.
Never taking life for granted knowing that it can be snatched away.

This world may bring deep darkness, but we are the bearers of light.
We’ll join our flames together and shine in the blackest of nights.

John Mark Green


Dear Sad2,

Lovely poem. Thanks for sharing. I think that so many of us are looking forward to the lockdown of restrictions, when we can you just that:

It must have been so hard for those who were unable to do this when they wanted to, and for those who could not receive it when they needed it the most.