Thursday, 11 August 2016

Six Months | What I've Learned {or re-learned}

Grief is different for everyone.
There is no right way or wrong way to grieve.
End of.
Arranging a funeral and subsequent internment of ashes requires courage,
 practicality and a black sense of humour.  
Friends and family move on differently.  And at different speeds.
It's easy to allow communication with others who loved the deceased
to become sporadic.  It's harder to bridge the gap.
Love doesn't die.  Grief doesn't end.
You never 'get over it', you merely get better at coping with the loss.


Ladkyis said...


debs14 said...

So true.

Alison said...

Spot on my friend ...sending hugs xx

Missus Wookie said...

Definitely - and you can suddenly be hit by memories and realise you're not as far as you thought you were.

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