I was thinking about grief today.
How it lives with us all the time, in all kinds of ways. How we might be grieving, in some way, all the time.
How we are missing things, people, feelings, how we are saying goodbye to the familiar, how we learn to live with it.
“Grief does not obey your plans, or your wishes. Grief will do whatever it wants to you, whenever it wants to. In that regard, Grief has a lot in common with Love” Elizabeth Gilbert
But of course, this doesn’t want to be a sad post.
Rather its a recognition that it’s with us in some way all the time. And we can live with it.
That when we say goodbye to anything, we are creating space for new - however uncomfortable that maybe.
I’m doing some work on resilience at the moment and it leads from those thoughts of how its not about pushing through, dealing with or pushing away what happens to us but how we move with it, and embrace it.
So. Reflective thoughts this evening.
Then final thought being, I nearly didn’t share this evening, because I wondered if it’s too sensitive, but isn’t that the very thing that can make it even harder? When we keep our grief to ourselves?
eleanor
Grief is weird, it catches you in many different ways, often unexpectedly. I have decided there is no shame in tears in public, if you are grieving then tears are often the release.
I have definitely accepted that grief will be with me for the rest of my life in some form. As you grow older, more people exit your life in some way. And as you gain a better understanding of life, you realize that so many things are tragic.