There’s that gift that tragedy’s, given to us: loss, grief, and the like, and we got no choice, but, to hold our hands out, and receive them.
Tragedy’s gift, it’s, to teach us something, but what? What, can there be learned, about this strong a loss in our lives? Is it supposed to, bring us closer together, drive us, farther apart? What, are we, supposed to learn, from this conjoined loss of ours, huh?
Tragedy’s gift, we don’t see it yet, but, one day (somewhere in the VERY distant future, I suppose…) we will see it, and feel grateful toward tragedy, for giving us this, gift of what’s to be learned from life…
Tragedy’s gift, I’d, opened my heart to receive it, and, it’d, hurt, sure, but, I’m, stronger than I was from before, and, I’d lived, through an assortment of tragedies in my life, suffered, long enough, and now, I will have, EVERYTHING, ‘cuz I EARNED it, uh, D-U-H!!!
Tragedy’s gift, it’s a lesson of life, I suppose, and, if we don’t have these, tragedies we weathered through in our lives, then, how do we, learn to appreciate all the things we’d, taken for granted? So, all the tragedies in our lives happen for a reason, and sometimes, it just, takes us, a bit longer (or for some, forever!!!), to figure it all out, for ourselves…