The queen of England has died. Today I watched part of a church ceremony in Edinburgh. I was struck by how much we can grieve together and take comfort from that. I didn't feel the loss as much as the instability. A piece of our collective history changed.
I'm angry lately; sensitive to slights but more conscious than I used to be of them. I see how I would just let them go, avoid conflict or stress because I have enough of that. I'm in pain though. And pain, makes me a different person, in some ways. I'm uncomfortable with her/pain but she has her place. I feel I have to listen to her voice, too.
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