Thank you for your vulnerability, and for sharing your grieving in such a moving way. For those we deeply love and cherish who have passed, we become the vessels of what they loved, their eyes, their heart, their voice. We become them, and live out their dreams as our own.
Grief is such a humbling emotion with power, force, and longevity. It turns us inside out. You're so brave to honestly share yours. We're such a fragile species. And the world keeps turning with no time-outs. You're not alone and thank you for sharing the humanity we all possess. We all gain strength from each other when we share our experience.
Grief is humbling, isn't it? Mainly, I think, because we find we have absolutely no control over it. But maybe we're not as fragile as we think. We go on. We endure. Grief may break us, but it doesn't kill us. Each new day forces us to make choices.
How much of myself do I want to give in to grief? Can I make it through a day without pain? And if I do, can I forgive myself for doing it? As if enjoying a day is a betrayal of some sort. As if my being alive when he is not is an affront.
Which of these are crazy thoughts and which are valid? I don't know, but talking about these feelings seems to be essential now. There was a time when I never could have done this.
Thank you for your encouragement. I've always needed to write, but I didn't realize how healing it could be. As I write and edit and write it begins to make sense. At least for that moment!
A friend lost his wife recently and I said to him that if he could see grief as his friend and not his enemy, the whole thing might change - more gentle and less like a world war against one's senses. Do you think that's possible?
As always, thank you, Prue. I'm not sure I'll ever see grief as a 'friend', but it is a necessary companion. I know that now.
I'll never welcome it, but I do accept it. It's a process, and everyone learns to deal with it in their own way. We have to if we're going to get through this.
There is no right or wrong way, no time limits, but grieving will happen wherever love abounds.
Yay for such touching communications that keep us afloat.
Thank you for your vulnerability, and for sharing your grieving in such a moving way. For those we deeply love and cherish who have passed, we become the vessels of what they loved, their eyes, their heart, their voice. We become them, and live out their dreams as our own.
Beautifully put, Chris. Thank you.
What a touching story!
Grief is such a humbling emotion with power, force, and longevity. It turns us inside out. You're so brave to honestly share yours. We're such a fragile species. And the world keeps turning with no time-outs. You're not alone and thank you for sharing the humanity we all possess. We all gain strength from each other when we share our experience.
Grief is humbling, isn't it? Mainly, I think, because we find we have absolutely no control over it. But maybe we're not as fragile as we think. We go on. We endure. Grief may break us, but it doesn't kill us. Each new day forces us to make choices.
How much of myself do I want to give in to grief? Can I make it through a day without pain? And if I do, can I forgive myself for doing it? As if enjoying a day is a betrayal of some sort. As if my being alive when he is not is an affront.
Which of these are crazy thoughts and which are valid? I don't know, but talking about these feelings seems to be essential now. There was a time when I never could have done this.
I think they're all valid and all true- so well communicated.
Thank you for writing this beautiful story. Please keep writing so we (strangers, yes) can be there for you.
Thank you for your encouragement. I've always needed to write, but I didn't realize how healing it could be. As I write and edit and write it begins to make sense. At least for that moment!
It's around every corner, Ramona, isn't it?
A friend lost his wife recently and I said to him that if he could see grief as his friend and not his enemy, the whole thing might change - more gentle and less like a world war against one's senses. Do you think that's possible?
Kindest regards...
As always, thank you, Prue. I'm not sure I'll ever see grief as a 'friend', but it is a necessary companion. I know that now.
I'll never welcome it, but I do accept it. It's a process, and everyone learns to deal with it in their own way. We have to if we're going to get through this.
There is no right or wrong way, no time limits, but grieving will happen wherever love abounds.
No, you will NOT♥️
Yes, I think you're right!