The "shoulda, woulda, coulda's" was a phrase used
by a grief stricken mother in a group I attended years ago.
Her voice and words stay with me.
I love how May has transfigures it.
"Drop it gently in the river of today,
watch it sink, let the ripples fade."
I also love "you can grow from it
like a vine through concrete."
May everyone be safe today.
Namaste'
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