Something funny that they never taught you about grief in school; it is very complex, yet it can appear suddenly and forcefully as a tsunami, leaving one literally choking for air.
Or it can hover, lurking in the shadows, ready to drift into the open, like the sun poking through the clouds and eventually outshining any feelings of joy, passion, excitement, boredom, melancholy or whatever might be the dominant feeling of the moment.
And most cruelly of all, it can seemingly disappear, sometimes for weeks at a time, leaving the unwary caught by surprise when it unequivocally demands attention yet again. Continue reading “Good (?) Grief”