Understanding
by Shirley Saum

I used to wonder what was meant by keening.
I remember reading about Indian mothers and grandmothers
keening when a son or husband was killed in battle.
When my grandson died, I knew exactly what it was.
I howled in rage and grief.
I keened with tears streaming down my face.
I finally understood what the term keening meant.
It means your heart is breaking and you will never be quite the same.

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