Grief is two lovers yanking you in opposite directions.
The Past,Â pulls outÂ his photo albums showing off his plump family of memories.Â Inviting you to warm yourself byÂ the faded fires of yesterday; still snapping andÂ popping in your mind,Â until you realizeÂ thatÂ you areÂ freezing to death . . . And the FutureÂ sucks you into a black hole of regret, threatening to crush you over and over with what will never happen.
Get to know the Present, he is your daily companion. He walks beside you andÂ sustains you; pulling the curtains closedÂ on yesterday and introducing you to new brilliant mornings. He holds you tight as you sob, and reveals the unknown in quantities you can handle. He will always be here with you, while the Past never stays, and the Future may never come.