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When the Mother of Another Lost Son Hugs Me Tonight, I Realize



Don’t even try to be strong.
            —Salli Russell


There are some who, when
they turn toward the light
become the light. But we know,
too, the power of turning
toward despair, toward
heartache, toward grief,
toward loss, toward defenselessness,
a journey in a minor key,
and this, too, is an invitation
to lean in and open until,
informed by the darkness,
we find ourselves shining,
luminous from within.

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