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by
BriAnn Danae
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September 2 - September 3, 2024
When life unexpectedly forces you to grieve, sometimes you have to isolate yourself or you’ll lose your mind.
“The man I am isn’t letting you do this alone. You know me better than that.”
“It doesn’t matter what you think I need to do. I am. So, tell me how you would like me to show up for you since what I’m doing isn’t to your satisfaction.”
“Lord, thank you for today and this food we are about to receive. Thank you for Leerah, as well. She must’ve known I was hungry. Continue to keep your hands around her and Landon. May her days get easier and her nights restful. She deserves that, and I know you can make it happen. Let this food be nourishing to our bodies in Jesus’ name. Amen.”
“Is that your first time praying for me?” Cree shook his head. “No.”
“Don’t ask me why again after today. You deserve everything good in this world, and if that’s me, let me be that for now.”
Don’t start trying to fulfill a role in her or that child’s life that you don’t plan to keep. That’s like planting a seed and never watering it but expecting it to grow. It can’t because you didn’t follow directions and nurture it. She’s lost enough already. Make your intentions clear, you hear me?” Cree nodded. “Yes, sir. I hear you.”
don’t let the fear of the future stop you from pursuing more.
“For now. Can we … test the waters first?” His gaze softened. “Of course, Princess. I’m a great swimmer. How deep can I go?”
He said a quick prayer over her womb, knowing and believing that one day a life created by the love shared between them would reside there.
“Ain’t no going back after this,”
“Exactly. So, if you want me, I’m yours. Fuck what anyone else thinks.”
I’m a grown man, and I’ve never let anyone think or make decisions for me. I want you. You hear me? That’s it.
You don’t only grieve people when they pass away, but things, too. Memories that were created together, restaurants you no longer eat at because it was with them, a certain scent they wore that you try to avoid, and even songs that come on and make you think of them. Those were the small things. Grief was an aggressive bitch, but Leerah was ready to fight back.
If you dare to dip your toe into the vast, rushing currents of life, you may discover that all you truly ever wanted to do was swim.
It was more about sharing an unbreakable, life-altering, soul-bending, heart-stirring love—the kind that molds you into a greater human being. That’s what Leerah wanted,
“May I have this dance, Princess?”

