Grief is indeed different for everyone. And it can last a long time, at least it has for me. My husband died in 2020 and my son (from breast cancer) in 2021. I still have trouble talking about either of them without tearing up. I didn’t start grieving their loss until after they died, but I took care of each of them and was too busy with that work at the time. Give yourself grace…this is the hardest journey you will travel in life. Sending hugs.
I’m with Tripp. Kindness IS the grace. It reaches everything the inner terrain has to offer up, it reaches everyone touched by the circumstances. Its ultimate gift is to enlarge us and to somehow gracefully expand what we know ourselves, and this world, to be. In time, and through whatever means is our inherent bent, it delivers us. And sees us through to where we find, unexpectedly, a kind of spaciousness of heart that allows us to touch the vastness, the greatness, we are actually made of. In that realm acceptance and the accompanying peace begins to titrate in, one subtle shift at a time.
Thank you so much for including me. I am grateful for your generosity.
Grateful for your insight! I am still learning from our conversation so long ago.
Grief is indeed different for everyone. And it can last a long time, at least it has for me. My husband died in 2020 and my son (from breast cancer) in 2021. I still have trouble talking about either of them without tearing up. I didn’t start grieving their loss until after they died, but I took care of each of them and was too busy with that work at the time. Give yourself grace…this is the hardest journey you will travel in life. Sending hugs.
Thank you so much, Pat. I wonder what giving oneself grace is so difficult. Maybe this is the substance of another chapter.
This is a most powerful, gentle, kind, and loving lesson in grieving I have ever read. It will stay with me a long time. Love, Mamma
I’m with Tripp. Kindness IS the grace. It reaches everything the inner terrain has to offer up, it reaches everyone touched by the circumstances. Its ultimate gift is to enlarge us and to somehow gracefully expand what we know ourselves, and this world, to be. In time, and through whatever means is our inherent bent, it delivers us. And sees us through to where we find, unexpectedly, a kind of spaciousness of heart that allows us to touch the vastness, the greatness, we are actually made of. In that realm acceptance and the accompanying peace begins to titrate in, one subtle shift at a time.
Stay kind as deeply as you know how.
I love this, Mary Lynn. You and Tripp are cut from the same cloth.