Unexpected, uninvited, the first bright scarlet wave since the unexpected tsunami of red.unleashes the sinking-gut feeling of loss remembered, fear realized in the middle of my beige bathroom.
It's a reminder --
that bodies heal, resume normal often faster than the heart
that new beach stretched out before us doesn't erase the footprints where our feet have tread
that there is freshness in this stretch of sand
and hope of healing in calmed tides.
It takes me by surprise, catches my breath, steals it from my lungs in the midst of one of the most routine pit stops of the day.
And instead of holding it - my breath, the fear, the sadness, I breathe in, exhale, release.