shedding

Memories retreating and past lives healing.

Where do the old wounds go?

The sorrow. The guilt. The shame.

Do they linger in the shadows or do they look for a new home?

Sorrow says, “I am unexpressed love.”
Guilt says, “I am unexpressed longing.”
Shame says, “I am unrealized connection and understanding.”

“We are not burdens. We are gifts.”