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Release
It was a recurring nightmare I have had for the past 30 some odd years. I hadn’t had it in a long time though. I thought when I stood overlooking the Tiaga and said goodbye to my father I also said goodbye to that nightmare. I was wrong.
I could always count on a sleepless night when I awoke from it. A night filled with tears when I was young and as I grew and learned to hold them back, a night filled with immense sorrow and frustration. It is different now.
She wakes at my cries, pulls me to her breast, one hand rubbing my back in soothing circles, the other gently running through my hair holding me. Murmuring small comforts and encouraging me to release the pain. Not something the women previously in life this way did. I don’t have to be the strong one all the time now.I love you Sarah.