Back To Normal
When normal seems on its way
And tears have now ceased
When all the thoughts in my head
Have settled in a calm place
The flood gates open
Destroying my glimpse of peace
When my mosaic heart is crumbling
And I can’t take a breath
When tears start in my throat
Burning their way to my eyes
Those are the days
Normal seems like a curse
“Normal you are a tease”
A little about the poem
Grief is cruel. The first two years following my son’s stillbirth I found myself oscillating between the pain of grief and the daily life I lived. Often I would feel a sense of normalcy returning only to find myself deeply struck by grief again. Although a normal process, it felt anything but normal at the time. I often wondered if true normalcy would ever return or if normalcy was just a tease.
