Nowadays I feel like writing and posting prayers. A lot of prayers. It's not that I'm especially devout. I think instead it's because I don't have a lot else to say. I think I'm internally shifting, my grief work taking on a different shape and form.
I have a lot of prayers. I pray them all day long. Mostly they consist of one word. You probably pray them too. My favorite is this one.
and this one -
"Help help help help help help help help help!"
Sound familiar? That one definitely did not originate with me.
I'm sure people have been praying that for a long time.
Sometimes my daily prayers are wordless. I sit in God's eternal presence and he sits with me. We don't say much, but we sure communicate a lot. I talk to Vinnie too, but mainly I send him up my love, silently. Words are helpful, but only up to a point.
And when I wrap myself in Vincent's blanket at night it's a silent prayer to God. Hold my child. Hold me.