Words for the Journey

What Grief has taught me

Grief is one of the most difficult things to experience in your life. When my brother died, my life began to spiral, it was as if I was a yo-yo and the string had fallen suddenly, it happened in slow motion and as hard as I tried to get back to the top, the more I fell down. I tried and tried to climb but I just fell every time until I was just spinning at the end.

A sisters love knows no bounds,It's eternal, endless and pure.When nothing else is working out,A sisters love is always sure.A sister loves her brother,more than words could ever say,A sisters love is more beautiful, Than the brightest summer's day.

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11/11/14

On my grief journey I ran into well-meaning friends and family that would use what I like to call “grief profanity.” It is the comments and phrases that would send me into a hysterical crying mess or fill me with anger. Some were so bad, my mouth would drop and I would be in complete shock. Almost as if they had just used some of the foulest language I had ever heard.

I wish 2 years later that I could tell the new grieving parents out there, that my pain has lessened. I wish I could tell them that my tears have stopped. I wish I could tell them that my anger has subdued. I wish I could tell them that it all makes sense. I wish I could tell them that I am okay.

I hate that moment whenSomeone says how they admireHow strong I am…Why can’t they see?This is just a stupid gameAnd I have got you fooled.I am not this strong personYou all think I am.Why can’t you see that I am in pain?Why, of why, can’t you takeA moment and really see me?I am fragile,I am broken,

Many think we live so much in the past that we don't allow ourselves to heal. Those many have not walked this path. I pity them when they do for only then will they understand we don't live in the past, look to the future and we are very little in the present. Our definition of living has changed. We are falling down through days of sorrow, hardly putting one foot in front of the other.

You ask me if I see youSince I have gone awayI try to help you understand

 In our time on Earth togetherThere were many memories made

When you stand beside my graveWith tear drops falling on your face