Grief has sculpted me over these last 2 1/2 years. It has been my permission slip, my way in and out and through things. Lately though I have been taking note of the many moments I am “clean & sober” feeling good and in life’s pocket again, without feelings of grief.
Having become so accustomed to feeling deeply pangs of deep sorrow, this now is strange. Comforting Grief connects me with he who is lost. But more so even, Grief has introduced me to my viscera – my deep feeling self. And I like being connected like that!
i can put into action that will slide elegantly into grief’s place?
How do you keep connected?
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