This is so similar to the prayer I picked out for my mothers prayer card at her funeral. I never knew this was a Native American prayer for the grieving. Being part Native American, I see I picked the right words 💔
I'm not sure if you truly ever heal after the loss of a loved one you just learn to live life without them, and I will never be whole again. I will learn to live with the emptiness of the hole in my heart.
Life is unpredictable. It changes with the seasons. Even your coldest winter happens for the best of reasons. And though it feels eternal, like all you'll ever do is freeze. I promise spring is coming and with it, brand new leaves. (poem and picture by Er