Grief is so heavy. Sometimes I feel it bearing against my chest. Other times its a hundred pounds on my shoulders. Underneath it there is a hole in my heart left by the loss of Alec. It’s a hole only he can fill so I will live with it the rest of my life.
I’ve often said that a mother needs a lifetime to love her child. I was robbed of that. That’s where the pain comes in. Grief is love with no place to go. And its so so true.
I was listening to an audiobook last night where the author said – grief is inevitable, but suffering is a choice. I can grieve but I don’t have to suffer. That thought was so comforting. And comfort is the only thing that can pull me out of my grief, at least temporarily.
I wish that for all grieving mothers – that you don’t let yourself suffer. Let yourself grieve, but then allow yourself to hope.
