Today she finally cried.

She allowed tears to just fall.

She acknowledged the pain.

"It is good to cry", I told her.

"It is okay to cry", I told her.

She isn't weak, she is just human.

She cried like a child.

No bitterness... just the pain of the loss.

She cried like a prayer...

asking for comfort and seeking for answers.

She cried like a woman...

forgiving and understanding.

She cried like the mist...

quiet and calming.

She cried.

"It is okay to cry", I told her.