We Dance Between Two Worlds

THERE IS NO GOING BACK

Dancing Between Both Worlds

“The death of someone we love

dearly

cracks us open.

Big time.

It’s supposed to.

It did me.

And for a time —

which varies from person-to-person

and can be a few days

or a week or two

or a month

or many months

or a year

or years

or the rest of our life —

some (many)

will dance between both worlds.

I do.

Do you?

Did you?

Are you still?

Dancing?

We dance between this world

and the next

when our beloved dies.

When she takes her last breath.

When he leaves his body.

We leave.

Too.

This physical plane.

For a time.

To be with them.

Where they are now.

And the dance begins.

Between both worlds.

Where all things are possible.”

From Chapter 1 of my first book

Permission to Mourn

Gina’s thoughts on life, death, and in between