It was something she woke up wearing, she did not choose it

It was made of lead 

At first it made her so weak

It was

So heavy

She could barely breathe

For months

her feet could not even move under its weight

Over the years it has not left 

but everyday she has learned to live wearing it

Sometimes even dance 

Every once in awhile I catch her still struggling but she stills gets back up

It never left her

Just became easier to wear because she was stronger 

__grief