Grief is a funny thing. Except it isn’t.

I don’t reblog often, but this is such a solid post. It rang true on so many levels.
I’ve been lucky enough to escape dealing with the loss of someone incredibly close (parent, sibling, partner), but loss hurts on every level. And a song, a smell, a place can take you right back in a split second.

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You can go for days, weeks, months with no episodes. You are back to life as usual, feeling like you did the hard work to adjust to your new normal. Usually this new normal is a rearranged normal, a normal that for a time at least, is meant to cover a gaping hole in your life. A deceased mother or father. A failed marriage, perhaps.

And then, suddenly, usually in a very inconvenient and unexpected place, grief washes over you as a wave.  Almost a literal wave, because you’re knocked off guard and it’s just there. Over you, under you, holding you down. You have to remind yourself to breathe.

It sounds a bit melodramatic, but I think if you’re a person who feels deeply (and even if you’re not), chances are grief strikes in similar fashion. It’s one of the great equalizers. CEOs and factory workers may live in…

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