My thoughts are with you and I share your grief even though I haven't met you. I found this verse when I lost my Dad recently. I loved the words.
Grief isn't merely an emotion; it's an internal rupture, a void where something cherished once resided. It carves its way through our being, leaving a profound emptiness in the space previously occupied by love.
Initially, it feels unbearable, like a wound that will never cease to bleed. However, as time passes, the raw edges begin to soften and heal. The intensity of the pain diminishes, yet the imprint remains – a silent testament to what once was.
The truth is, we don't truly "get over" grief; rather, we learn to coexist with it. The love we experienced doesn't vanish; it transforms. It endures in the echoes of laughter, the warmth of memories, in those instinctive moments when we reach for what is no longer there. And that is perfectly alright.
Grief is not a burden to conceal, nor a weakness to feel ashamed of. It stands as the most genuine evidence that love existed, that something extraordinary touched our lives. Therefore, allow yourself to feel. Allow yourself to mourn. Allow yourself to remember.
There are no fixed timelines or correct or incorrect ways to process loss. There will be difficult days and lighter ones. Moments when sadness overwhelms you unexpectedly, and others when you feel only gratitude for what you experienced.
Honor your grief, for it is sacred. It is a testament to the depth of your heart.
And with time, through the pain, you will discover a new form of serenity – not because you have forgotten, but because you have learned to carry both love and loss alongside you.
Love Stacey x