Grief Interrupted

“Real life” resumes in the midst of grief.

Whether it’s the loss of a family member or the dissolution of a relationship, there comes a time when “normal” interferes with emotional processing. The moment sweeps your legs from beneath you just when you were getting to your feet.

It’s natural to be offended by this intrusion.

Your mending heart demands the courtesy of rest before beating on. Time yanks you back into routine coldly, expecting you at your station on time to perform your duty. The first instinct is to point a finger and call it unfair.

Realize the alternative is death itself.

Growth invariably includes loss. Measuring how far you’ve come requires mileposts.

Heartache is a powerful marker.

To have shed the chains of suffering is to have completed your days.

You can be locked up as long as you like.  Burden yourself as you choose, whether weeks or months or until your end.

The path will be walked regardless.

You must go on.


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2 Responses to “Grief Interrupted”

  1. 1 Susan Merlo May 14, 2010 at 6:20 pm

    As a widow I can tell you, you are right on the money.

    “The moment sweeps your legs from beneath you just when you were getting to your feet.”

    Just wait . . . it gets worse before it gets better, and as you say, the only thing that soothes the hurt is time. The path must be walked.

    Great stuff, my friend! You have a beautiful heart!

    • 2 Jason Eichacker May 14, 2010 at 11:05 pm

      Thank you, Susan, for sharing your feelings. I can only imagine what it’s like to have been widowed–it’s hard enough losing a grandmother!

      I’m certain there will be moments where the emotions sneak up on me over the next several weeks as reality sets in more and more.

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