Things that I struggle with

Things that I struggle with, in no particular order:
Unscrewing the lid from a new jar of pickles.
Unravelling tangled yarn chewed by the cat.
Understanding the holy mystery of the empty tomb.
Untying the umbilical cords that bind us tight.
Unsaying unspeakable things that have been said.
Undoing the grief occasioned by the dead.

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