The boat rests quietly on the tranquil water
Drifting ever so gently with each soft wave
And though it remains serene... for now
It awaits the impending storm looming above
Expecting turbulent waters
Which will propel the boat... sometimes so swiftly it overturns
The blessing is that while we know storms will always come
We also know that there will be calm waters again
Grief is like that... a slowly drifting boat on calm water
And an overturned boat in a storm
As long as we know how to swim
We will never sink
And we do know how to swim
xo
Gabby
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