remember to breathe

i forgot to breathe this morning, didn't even notice until i heard my body wheezing wildly in an attempt to take in air. let's face it, we are not our bodies. but ... our bodies still ache with our emotions. today i feel a lump in my chest that is wont to choke me on my own sadness. ten years tomorrow! ten years without him. i think 'they' are wrong when the say "time heals". time helps you to forget but the pain of loss is always there, waiting for a memory to spark and relight the all consuming flame of loss.