Apropriate place to sit quietly for a few moments before our grief group starts tonight.
Hard to explain my feelings about grief. It's kinda like certain types of food I guess, like cabbage. I hate to eat it and it tastes bad, but I guess it's good for me.
that's how I experience grief. I'm the kind of person who wants to move forward not really think about the past But just think about today and tomorrow.
I don't like to take the time to think about how much I miss my dad or my father in law. But, it's good to do. To let the tears fall and the heart feel the pain, it's all a part of life.
The temptation is to treat grief the same way as cabbage-spit it out, run from it, keep busy so it doesn't ever rise to the top of the pile.
Chew chew swallow. Thats what I'll do. One bite at a time.
