I Have Seen That Grief Can Be

What Had Happened Still Seemed Implausible. A Person Was Present Your Entire Life, And Then One Day She Disappeared And Never Came Back. It Resisted Belief.

This Is Part Of The Complexity Of Grief: A Piece Of You Recognizes It Is An Extreme State, An Altered State, Yet A Large Part Of You Is Entirely Subject To Its Demands.

My Mother Died Of Metastatic Colorectal Cancer Shortly Before Three P.m. On Christmas Day Of 2008. I Don't Know The Exact Time Of Her Death, Because None Of Us Thought To Look At A Clock For A While After She Stopped Breathing.

Sometimes You Don't Even Know What You Want Until You Find Out You Can't Have It.

I Believe In The Importance Of Individuality, But In The Midst Of Grief I Also Find Myself Wanting Connection - Wanting To Be Reminded That The Sadness I Feel Is Not Just Mine But Ours.