I would firstly like to apologise for my rather overdue post, however through my absence I have discovered and entailed a rollercoaster of grief and have identified one key thing. Its all progress, no matter what you’re perspective- you are always moving forward.
Grief never presents itself in a liner form, one moment you can absorb a true euphoric happiness and the next you may question whether you really have made any progress in living in a world absent of someone.
In life we may identify progress as something linear. You start learning to walk and eventually you can run, you begin identifying letters and eventually you may create compelling arguments and all the while you may even excel in these progressions. The true beauty of grief is that its progress is far from linear, and that’s okay,why? because it personifies the depth of the human soul and its emotions, it allows us to remember that WE ARE HUMAN.
The progress of grief is messy and awkward and completely and utterly unpredictable. It is loud and overwhelming and sometimes even humorous, but through learning and accepting that we can be kind on ourselves it allows us to embrace and conquer anything which grief throws our way. The depths of darkness can prove apparent during grief but happiness, love and vitality remains its constant companion because grief reminds us of a love that enriched our lives and made us who we are today.
“So you mustn’t be frightened, if sadness rises in front of you larger than anything you have ever seen, you must realise that something is happening to you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand and will not let you fall” – Rainer Maria Rilke
All my love,
LJ
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