Death is inevitable but weird.
Why must we ask “were you close?” to have permission to grieve in our fullest entirety?
Why can’t we be a people who suffer and cry with those also suffering and crying around us?
May our hearts break as a direct response to those suffering around us.
May we suffer with our community, may we be people who can both mourn and dance waiting for the storm to run out of the rain.
Everyone close in proximity of a storm is affected despite one’s plans, despite the fact someone may like rain.
There will always be someone who is afraid of being alone in the midst of the storm.
May we always be comforters, may the suffering of others always break our hearts, may we always grieve while learning to dance –
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