Do you hear them whispering?

“Isn’t it time to move on?”

Is it real what I am hearing?

Is it imagined?

Is it that nasty voice in my head?

“Isn’t it time to move on?”

It certainly would appear as if the world continues with it’s unstoppable marching towards what we are not sure. The clock consistently ticks towards this unseen goal.

I however choose not to be seduced by this craziness of getting caught up with this constant chasing to keep up.

I choose to move forward with my load of grief. Even if it slows me down. This load even though it has left deep, sometimes feels like they will never heal, has change my life forever. The pain has in many ways induced a learning that in order to honor the memory of Yolanda I should and choose to put to good use.

“Therefore I choose to move forward with this load”

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