It’s been 8 years since you left. But no matter how much time passes…
Grief can still skew my perspective.
On those days, it’s time to ascend.
And find a little bit of peace to hold onto.
It’s been 8 years since you left. But no matter how much time passes…
Grief can still skew my perspective.
On those days, it’s time to ascend.
And find a little bit of peace to hold onto.
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The calendar says it’s been seven years since you left…
But I’m sure it’s only been seven minutes–tops.
I argue that grief has changed the way time moves and passes…
But perhaps it’s just that grief has changed me.
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I never thought I’d make it six minutes after my brother’s death, let alone six years. But, here I am. Still standing.
I put on my father’s old leather boots, grab my walking stick, and head up the mountain…
By the time I get to the top, I begin to remember the life well-lived instead of only the death that swept me up in its furious agony.
And although I can’t explain it, my heart finds a moment of peace in remembering a day I’d rather forget.
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The holidays carry with them an additional, exaggerated weight of grief. Because my family’s loss happened at Christmas, I understand this to an even greater degree. But, there is hope and help! My go-to resource is Grief Share’s Surviving the Holidays event and corresponding booklet. You can find more information here.
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