Hello again, today’s post is to join in with What Pegman Saw.
What Pegman Saw is a weekly flash fiction challenge. Using the location provided, the aim is to write a piece of flash fiction of no more than 150 words and today the prompt is Gurara Waterfalls, Nigeria.
Here With Me (fiction word count: 150)
Went down to the river
to release grief.
Wanted to feel
and let that power lead to rapid repair of my grieving soul.
People must feel. Must grieve or we’ll be stuck. But unbridled grief is dangerous.
Grieving processes – at times – must be paused; detached periods allow one to find flow in routine, regain strength, and slowly heal.
So at the river I forced release. For my health.
It was serendipitous that the spring flood was thundering through that day.
Fast-moving, murky water felt like the current of emotions I had from loss.
Grief can suck one under, toss ‘em roughly, and spit ‘em back out almost dead.
Slowly, my sadness felt contained.
After drying my eyes on my shirt, a faint smile formed.
Memories allow your essence to linger.
Leaving the river, a wave of calm went with me.
This post was inspired by a few things, including this song: Here With Me – by Susie Suh HERE
and this next comic is for Linda: