Those of us who are living admist grief know that there are no "stages". Each phase is nonlinear. Here today, gone tomorrow--oh, wait. Back again. Might as well embrace grief because it's definitely surging to embrace me.
About the Artist
pacific-myst
I lost my husband in January 2015. He was my stars. He was my everything. I write memories to help me deal with grief--a grief I was not prepared to face. I never would have been ready to say "Goodbye" but I also never would have gauged the depth of grief to be so deep. I hope my poems can help others realize they are not alone in the loss of a beloved family member.