bug death

even those of us with best intentions are no stranger to hubris -- you'd do well to remember this. even g-d flooded the earth, in an attempt to cleanse.

you did not create this life. you simply watched it. you simply helped it. and you tried your best to give it grace; to clear a path, invite the door to swing open on its own terms. and you let a prayer slip, soft and precise, as the guilt sits. as you lie, heavy and still.

and you did all you could, pup, you tried. you tried. you can't fix everyone, pup, you're just a man. you're just a man. take a breath.

breathe, breathe, breathe; and know that grief is a river you cannot allow yourself to drown in the shallow pools of.