Stuck In A Moment..
The sun blazes down on a place where no words can speak accuratly emotion. Where silence knows no end. Where you can find peaceful moments in this hectic world. Even as the cars fly down the street infront of you, you still do not break from the moment, lost in your emotion and un naturally unaware of your surroundings. Nothing can reach into your soul and break you away from that.. Nothing but the touch of a human, who feels and understands, that which you feel..
Words need not be spoken in this place. You can sit here unable to comprehend how you are going to rise to your feet and step away from her place, but them the smile of a stranger offers the knowledge that you are not alone, that though for that moment yoy feel completely alone in your grief and reminiscing, you are not.
I find myself once again lost in this place, remembering Griselda for everything she was, and everything she brought to my life. Mid thought I sneeze.. A young boy looks up from decorating a grave with his Mom across she cemetery "Bless you.." I hear.. "Thank you.." Thank you for reaching me.. Compassion. 2 simple words.. Who would have known coming from a stranger they could mean so much and make you so appreciative of simple words and emotion.
After an hour long moment, I timidly rise to my feet, say goodbye for now to our Princess and step away. I sink into the car and find myself driving so slowly away from her. Breathe.. I realize I am not ready to leave her yet. I pull over and climb to a quiet shaded spot where I find myself.
I catch myself as the memories of laying our Princess to rest come to mind.. I try to block them out with memories of the amazing times we shared, but for a split moment, the saddest memories push through to the forefront of my mind. They offer a stark reality, never until this moment have I been able to accept that Griselda is gone from our arms. Ive stopped myself from visiting her before because denial was easier, but this day, and this unexpected moment finally bring the reality to light.
Sadness streams through my body and I find myself unable to express, what it is, that I feel.. I find myself staring out over all of the flowers that mark a resting place to somebodys loved one and I realize in a second how precious and fragile life really is..
I realize tnat I have never missed anyone, nor longed to hear their voice as much as I do with Griselda.. She touched my soul and changed my very being in ways I never knew to be true. She may have only been 8 years old and stood as tall as my hip, small and fragile but she was wise and more true tpo what this world is really about that anyone I have ever met or known in my time.
Griselda will forever be my reason to better myself and to live my life with love no matter what challenges I face.
I love her eternally.