Love is Grief?

Yes, if you did not love, there would be no grief. We grieve for the loss of that love, their presence, hugs, kisses, conversations, and time spent together.

Some grieve openly, frequently, sometimes loudly, with tears falling like rain.  While others grieve quietly as tears slowly fall.

Others hide their grief. They hold their grief inside rarely letting it out for others to see. But on the inside the tears are like a river and they are lying prostate on the floor of their mind. Not visible is the lump in the throat that makes it hard to swallow. The few tears that leak through are quickly wiped away before anyone can see. Tears are only shed on the bed pillow in the dark of night.

Simple and odd things can suddenly trigger that pain. A song, a scene, a remembered thought or conversation. A remembrance of a time and place shared. It does not matter if the loss is recent or long ago the grief is always there.

Everyone handles grief differently. There is no wrong or right way. Everyone grieves in some way for the loss of their loved one(s).

Why would there be a limit to the time and depth of grief expressed? Did we put a time limit on our love while they were here? The love we felt and continue to feel for them, never goes away.  So too, does the ache of our grief continue always in some degree. Only the way it is expressed and felt changes over time.