A Word Long Forgotten Poem by Doris Cornago

I am a widow but this civil status does not define who I am or what I can do. The realization of these fact did not come at once because I was in denial of what truly happened, I went in limbo, forgetting dates and circumstances, trying to heal myself subconsciously. What I have learned in the process is that you cannot be healed unless you step into that point in time of loss and confront it squarely though it hurts again. After the acceptance, only then could the healing truly begin. I've known the process but the love was so deeply embedded that it took years 'packing up my boxes' and moving on.