Month: October 2020

If I allow myself to think about Seb, before anything else, I can hear him first. He’s not saying a thing. It’s his breathing. The sighs that said so much. His thinking noise. The weight of his pause before he’d ask a question. I hear him and then I let myself see him. Then I […]

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Grief has made it tough for me to properly listen. To listen to myself and to listen to anyone else. If you are speaking to me I can hear you, but I can’t absorb what has been said; it isn’t lasting. I think I may have lost some feeling. I desperately want to be part […]

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