I better warn you – this may be a tear-jerker.
A good friend asked me the other day how I am doing. He & his family have had their share of deep, close, ‘should never happen’ loss & they also knew my dad & brother well so it helps to talk to him.
Although I know that everyone understands that it must be difficult for us & that they can try to imagine what it must be like. The truth is, until you’ve lost someone yourself, thankfully you don’t have any real idea (long may that last for you xxx).
Even those of us who have lost someone can’t ever know how someone else is feeling although I believe that the finality of never being able to see or hug them again feels as brutal for us all.
Weirdly enough, the last few weeks I’ve been feeling like losing my dad & brother has only just happened. It feels as raw, painful & totally overwhelming today, as it has for the last almost 2 years.
Sometimes it feels like it’s getting harder rather than easier. Apparently this is normal.
It might have something to do with the fact that on Monday (7th December) it will be 2 years since dad died.
Or it could just be because that’s the way grief goes.
Out of the blue someone sent this to me the other day suggesting it might help me to understand grief a bit more as it did for her.
It so closely resembled the chat I had earlier in the week & explains beautifully how grief does indeed seem like waves crashing & smashing things to pieces.
I hope it helps you too.