Photo by Sharon McCutcheon on Pexels.com With each small ache, a memory stirs,Of things I’m letting go of, though it hurts.It feels like stretching a muscle that’s tight,Resisting change with all its might. Old boundaries press, discomfort grows,I reach for a piece, a ledge I know.A careful tear, a silent release,As I fit together, piece … Continue reading When Darkness Reaches Redemption