Grief Is A Funny Thing
Grief is a funny thing. It hits you when you least expect it. It has the power to topple the strongest person and make the meek bold enough to shout their pain into the the air to be spread across the universe in little drops. I can spend a lifetime hurting over the things that never were, that never will be. I can spend my years aching when I see a grandfather hug his granddaughter. I can spend each day angry that I never had the grandfather I wanted. Grief makes you feel that way. Grief invades your thoughts. It has the power to make you weep at the loss of a person who’s laugh filled the air and lingered. It can make you hurt that that is one less laugh you will ever hear. There will be times when it squeezes you so tight, you fear you will never Continue reading Grief Is A Funny Thing