Today I woke up
Constant thoughts of my sister
Sad from head to toe
A heavy feeling
Of loss mixed with nostalgia
Occupied my chest
I found my husband
Shared thoughts on why’s and how’s
Cried hard for a while
Then pulled my dog close
Ran my fingers through her fur
Cried a little more
Kubler-Ross would say
My grieving is right on time
Depression, one phase
Sister would tell me
“Acceptance is coming soon”
Then reach out her hand.
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I am a native Texan who has lived for the past 30 years in Southern California. I am a published author of both short memoir and fiction, a two-time Pushcart nominee, a nationally award-winning writing coach, an editor, as well as a Licensed Professional Counselor in the state of Texas. In addition, I am the mother of three grown daughters of whom I am extremely proud, a grandmother of four darling children and the wife of a man I still love after 44 years.
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20 Minutes a Day 
Wish I had some magic words. Guess it will just take time.
I think it will. Thanks for caring, my dear.