That's what an all day bonfire is, soothing. We started one this morning at 8 a.m. It's almost 8 p.m. now. Trust me, we have a lot of bradford pear tree to burn, but I am utterly amazed at how quickly and how much we have burned in 12 hours today.
I spent a good amount of time at the fire by myself. While thoughts swirled in my head, I grabbed branches and shoved/threw them into the fire. Sweat was pouring out of every inch of me, but I didn't care because the exertion felt so good.
I have little burns on my hands and forearms. Scars will form to remind me of this day. The day I spent stoking a bonfire and talking to Papa. Saying.good-bye. Wallowing in vivid/fond memories.
Grieving because I know it needs to come out.
It was a cleansing day. a.good.day.
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