|The original Angel of Grief in Rome. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)|
“They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite”
Yes, time does fly when we are busy.
No, time does not heal all wounds, just ask the bereaved.
This is a lesson I learned early in my own grief: it does not matter how many days, months, years pass after the death of a loved one, what matters is what we do with the time we are given.
Grief equals love, that has been the key for me.
Paraphrasing Cassandra Clare, if love is infinite, grief is infinite.
Am I taking anyone's hope away? I hope not.
What well-used time in grief does for us, is to help us learn to live with the physical absence of our loved one.
The pain will lessen - most days. Going on with our daily life will become easier - some days. It may even come a day that we will forget our grief for prolonged periods of time.
Do not be surprised if suddenly, WHAM! Grief rears its head and floors us, because I repeat, grief and pain equals love. Embrace your pain, don't fight it, acknowledge your loss, take deep breaths, work through your feelings, emotions and thoughts and remember the good, peaceful, gentle days that have come your way after the tragic death of your loved one.
You may wander, why is she writing about death and grieving after two fiction posts?
Easy, my Aunt Karen has been gone for five months and she is deeply loved and MISSed, may she rest in peace.
To my beloved cousins A & S, just remember that no matter what, you are not alone. I love you!