Catherine Gomez

Mourning the passing of my partner and love every day.

Grief never ends. Like the tide; it ebbs and flows.


My beloved speaks and says to me:
“Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
and come away,
for behold, the winter is past;
the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth,
the time of singing has come,
and the voice of the turtledove
is heard in our land.
The fig tree ripens its figs,
and the vines are in blossom;
they give forth fragrance.
Arise my love, my beautiful one,
and come away.”

Song of Solomon



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