Grief - It has become like breathing

It has become like breathing...

Sometimes I wonder why I am not thinking about Alicia more frequently or feeling the intense pain of grief more often…And then I realize, I am.

I am thinking about her and feeling the pain of grief all day, every day. I don’t always notice it on a conscious level--much like breathing. It has become so much a part of me, so much a part of my daily life. 

I breathe without paying much attention to it. Once in a while throughout the day I become really aware--like when I sigh or if I use a lot of energy and start to breathe harder. I can hold my breath. But not for long...

It is the same with my grieving. I carry the memories (good and bad) and I carry the pain all of the time. I can stop only for a few moments. But then it returns.

Sometimes it is sitting so deep in my subconscious that I don't realize I am thinking about it at all, but I am... My body reminds me. My heart starts beating faster, my breathing becomes short and shallow, my stomach squeezes, my chest aches, sometimes my eyes are wet. I feel a sense of anxiety, fear, agony. And then I look at the clock...It's usually around the same time every night.

This is my grief. It has become like breathing...

About the Author
I am a wife, mother, survivor, and many other things. My oldest daughter was tragically killed in 2006 when she was only 19. My mom (the only parent I've ever had) died from illness in 2014 at age 75. Less than 3 months later, my sister died at age 52. She had been battling some health issues, and I believe the loss of our mother played a part in her not getting better again. And in another sad twist of fate, my mother-in-law died one month after we lost my sister. Grieving all of these losses (especially the horrific loss of my daughter) is indescribable but I find comfort and healing in writing and connecting with others. ~Gwen
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