So I debated on writing this for a while, but I think there has to be something for grief. Our grief shows us that we are still alive. However, one thing that we are never told is grief no longer how long the person we lost is gone, does not fade away. I wish people would be honest and just admit that losing someone you love and care about is hard. It's a gut wrenching feeling that hurts you both emotionally, physically and spiritually for a long time.
I mention this because eight years ago today I lost my Grams. This woman kept me safe from the monster of the world. She was not afraid to tell me that there are secrets in my family and that I do matter. She taught me more about life than anyone else and the pain I feel is a harsh reminder that I will never see her again. I finally had to remove her contact from my phone because I would try calling her up till a few months ago.
Through the pain and grief you do eventually wake to a new type of life. I have learned to channel my grief to make it through. The pain does lift until you have days that are harsh reminders. But even on these days, it's okay to cry. It's okay to curse everything around you while you deal with your grief. It's okay to feel what you feel. Surround yourself with the ones you love. Shed the tears that you try to hold in and just be.