All That Lingers

Really, it's just the process of processing all that lingers; all that lies dormant; all that remains unresolved within me. Sometimes you just grab what you can as if running from a burning building in hope that you clutch stuff with meaning, stuff containgin bits and pieces of your life that you might shuffle back into some semblance of order from disarray. It isn't until you sort through it that you realize what isn't there; what's lost forever; what cannot be replaced. Now, do you mourn? Grieve? Reach once again for the sense of relief that you survived? Do you take the time to reflect on the way it all roils together for some sense and reason and growth and strength, grateful for each and every moment throughout?

Really....it's just the process of processing all that lingers.....