As loss is only temporary
so is the pain of loss.
Some things have a way
of working themselves out
and this leaves me grateful
as I had beeen
before the fall.
Tonight I am content.
Things are not perfect.
Indeed,
they are really so far
from perfect
that it's not fully.
But things are stable.
And that about as good
as I can expect
at this time.
1 comment:
Aiming for perfect is how you set yourself up for failure. Things are rarely, if ever, perfect. But stable, helpful; they are good.
Rest peacefully.
Blessings and Bear hugs!
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