You were uninvited, yet you came when I needed you most. I did not know you, and frankly, did not care to know you.
But you persisted.
You forced yourself upon me—a violent, terrifying storm—leaving me no choice but to accept you into my life.
You were awkward, too—appearing unannounced and always staying too long. I was never quite certain of your intentions. But I learned to accept your presence, and after a while, even came to anticipate your arrival.
In these days and months since, we have sat together so many times, sharing many sacred moments, and I have come to trust you, knowing you will always be there when I need you—patiently waiting until I am ready to see you. And always I am, eventually.
We steal moments when we can, sometimes in the car, sometimes in the dark. You embrace me. Long after friends forget, you remember. In so many ways, you have changed me.
Grief, my temperamental friend, for today and always, a part of me is yours.
