Grief does not follow any rules, doesn’t have a schedule, and doesn’t leave quietly. However, healing begins when you choose to transform your grief into strength. This is a story of how honesty and patience can help you go through any sort of waves of emotions.
Grief is a tricky thing…
It is unpredictable, it shows no mercy, and it can’t be measured. One day you’re completely fine, the next you’re brought to your knees absolutely broken. There is no way of knowing when these feelings will arise or even how long they will last. And there is no way to prepare your head or your heart for these moments… they happen when they happen, and you really can’t do much about it.
For myself, no matter how hard I try to control these emotions, ultimately I can’t… I have learned that I have to surrender to exactly how I am feeling, and just embrace that in its entirety no matter how difficult it may seem.
You can’t put a time stamp on grief. Everyone deals with their losses and struggles in their own way, and that deserves no judgment. Whether it happened just yesterday or ten years ago, that grief is valid and it cannot be limited. You have the right to take as long as you need to find peace in whatever you are dealing with, even if that takes a lifetime.
I wish I knew just how long it’s going to take until I don’t have these feelings anymore, but that’s one question I know I’ll never have the answer to. As much as I would like to dismiss it most days, it’s something that I simply can’t. With time, I’ve come to realize that grief is one thing you have to tackle head on.
You can’t ignore your grief, as hard as it is. So I’m choosing to embrace mine, and wear those scars openly.
I might never be fully healed from this pain, but I will learn from it, and one day I will find peace with it.