I wrote this piece as way to process the recent, sudden death of my father. To say that this is a difficult time would be an understatement. However, my family is strong and we are navigating this journey together. My hope is that these words will find their way to someone who needs them.
Grief is powerful.
It can darken the most beautiful days.
Grief can be ugly.
Taking the form of dark circles and bloodshot eyes.
Grief is physical.
Grief is the pounding in your head and the pit in your stomach.
It can make the most mundane task seem impossible.
Grief is unpredictable.
It comes in waves throughout the days, weeks, and years.
Grief is a shapeshifter of emotions, masquerading as anger, hopelessness, and denial.
It rears its ugly head in the most unassuming places.
Grief is relentless
It surrounds us.
Grief’s presence can be felt everywhere and at any time.
It steals sleep and replaces it with endless stretches of what could have been.
Grief is necessary.
It is a process.
Grief is healing cloaked in sorrow.
It tests our strength and forces us on.
But somewhere there is light.
A light that shines on us and through us.
The source of which is our lost loved ones.
And we have to find the light, cling to the light, embrace the light.
Take the light.
Share it with others.
Shine it on those wandering in the darkness.
BE the light.