Grief Is So Disrespectful

Grief is so disrespectful. It hits you like a wrecking ball.  No respect for you, your schedule, plans or relationships. It comes in waves and threatens to drown you. One minute you’re coasting because time has passed, and the next thing you know, you’re under water. Triggers everywhere. You find it difficult to laugh or enjoy a night out without feeling guilty. There is no template for you to follow to determine if you’re grieving properly – there is no wrong or right way to do it. You don’t get to divorce it; grief becomes a constant companion.

Just a few days ago, someone I loved died. She was a member of my immediate family; her death came as an uninvited interruption. My husband and I were traveling when we got the call. For what seemed like an eternity, we just sat on the side of the road in utter shock and devastation. What was deeply troubling, and still is, is the reality that she will never exist again—not in the same form. Some believe she has gone to another world; some believe she now exists as particles, but the reality is her shape, the twinkle in her eyes, and her sweet spirit will never exist, as we have known it, again.

How can she no longer exist? How can she not call, talk to or hug us anymore within the space of a day?

Grief is the internal part of loss, how we feel. The inside work of grief is a process, a journey. It does not end on a certain day or date. It is as  … Click HERE to continue reading