Postscript

The previous post was written this morning. Yes, it was positive but to be honest, the road is still stony.

I am still struggling to accept the obvious.

The harder I struggle, the more it hurts, yet acceptance cannot be forced. There will be times when I do worse than usual. Right now's not too good. Look at Sarah McLachlan's Full of Grace. Does saying I'm sorry help?


The winter here’s cold, and bitter
It’s chilled us to the bone
We haven’t seen the sun for weeks
To long too far from home
I feel just like I’m sinking
And I claw for solid ground
I’m pulled down by the undertow
I never thought I could feel so low
Oh darkness I feel like letting go

If all of the strength and all of the courage
Come and lift me from this place
I know I could love you much better than this
Full of grace
Full of grace
My love

So it’s better this way, I said
Having seen this place before
Where everything we said and did
Hurts us all the more
Its just that we stayed, too long
In the same old sickly skin
I’m pulled down by the undertow
I never thought I could feel so low
Oh darkness I feel like letting go

If all of the strength
And all of the courage
Come and lift me from this place
I know I could love you much better than this
Full of grace
Full of grace
My love