The thing about grief is that it has no end. Only some days it feels like it has ‘ended’. When out of nowhere it takes you by surprise, and makes your heart cry yet another thousand or so tears, or shuts you up in silence, making for an awkward social gathering. But the truth is, that grief has visited your heart once again. At full throttle. the thing about grief And since it’s not like envy, It has no color, and cannot be recognized but by those fellow grievers. Whose hearts understand the uncompromising visits from this friend and foe. The thing about grief is that you actually learn to love it. Not the sadness, but the strange way it makes you feel love again. Because the truth is grief only exists where love lived first. So really, grief is love. And if you could ever really convince your head and heart of this matter, you might be a much better social gatherer person. And social events might not be so hard. And you might do better at the most unsuspecting moments when the tears want to fall and you want to question why… but then grief would not be grief. It would be this Pandora box, that no one would ever open. And while you might never hurt again, you might forget the love too. So you embrace every last savory and unsavory bit of this friend and foe, that the world has labeled ‘grief’. But to you, it is not a label or even an emotion. This is your life. Not in a box, but the way your heart beats. And the melody to which your soul dances from tears to joy in a matter of seconds. You wouldn’t have it any other way. Because you know that love like this cannot possibly ever die, and you know that it will not always be such a tearful existence.
Posted on: Tue, 16 Jul 2013 12:43:33 +0000
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