Grief is tricky. It's not linear. It is quite possibly the most crooked line ever.
It has no expiration date.
In fact it never leaves.
It just hides itself.
And appears when you least expect it.
Shouting at you.
Reminding you that you are human.
That no matter how far removed from the situation, those feelings will always be deep inside you, ready to pounce on you when you least expect it.
Throwing you a curveball.
Bringing you to your knees.
Recasting that what you went through was real, and painful.
Devastating.
It is in these times you can become unraveled.
At the mercy of memories past.
The sadness pungent.
Yet it's ok, because it also reminds you of a life well lived, with people who truly mattered to us.
That sadness arises because of how happy those people made us.
That they were a huge part of our world.
Recounting how fondly we wish they were still here.
And that grief is not only normal, it's wonderful, because it means we loved.
And we still love.
Xoxo,
C.
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