There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief … And unspeakable love …
Washington Irving

After the death of a beloved, there is no avoiding the overwhelming grief or the tears. In the immediate aftermath, we may be in shock, feel numb or even be in denial about the loss. Although everyone’s timetable is different, eventually we have to acknowledge the loss and how devastated we are. No matter how painful, we must sit with our grief and all that we’ve lost in order to start healing.

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Lost

After saying goodbye to Mom in the hospital Thursday and eulogizing her on Saturday, I board a plane back to LA on Sunday. As I make my way onto the plane, ‘baby jewelry to be worn by grandchildren’ causes my knees to buckle with the realization that, if I have them, she will never meet my children.

The Statistics Of Hope

His ears were often the first thing to catch my tears. Elizabeth Barrett Browning

No Longer There

For the rest of my life, I will live with my hands outstretched for things that are no longer there. Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

Under Her Raincoat

… I saw a mom take her raincoat off and give it to her young daughter when a storm took over the afternoon. My god I thought, my whole life I’ve been under her raincoat thinking it was somehow a marvel
that I never got wet. Ada Limon, The Raincoat

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Wild Patience

Grief is nothing but a painful waiting, a horrible patience. Grief cannot be torn down or scaled or overcome or outsmarted. It can only be outlasted. Survival is surrender to the brick wall. Glennon Doyle

I Remember You

“I carry you with me into the world, into the smell of rain and the words that dance between people. And for me, it will always be this way, walking into the light, remembering being alive together.” Brian Andreas, StoryPeople

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