“I experience grieving, I am not becoming grief.” Thank you to Bryan Wagner for sharing his thoughts on grief! Make sure you check out Bryan’s blog which…… Read more “As Told By Bryan”
The Grief Reality somehow stumbled, tripped and fell our way into a wider grief community, outside of wordpress. We could not be more grateful for the support,…… Read more ““How Grief Changes Our Sense of Self””
When I miss Mummy, there is a gentle simplicity in my suffering. In a way, it is complete, it is a cycle that has been fulfilled, and…… Read more “The Difference of Missing Someone Who Can Come Back”
Katie and I will stand side by side and talk about the creation of The Grief Reality. We will talk about how alienating grief was, but the love we felt from this community. We are indebted to the Wordpress community for the life it brought back to us.
Just two girls trying to pack up their home, waiting for their lives to start… But doing it with a smile every step of the way!
And here we are, with a whole life in plastic bags.
I’m a hoarder of moments, desperate to find gold in paper,
Something that I had missed before, like an echoing smile.
I walk in my loving, sweet Danse Macabre,
My fruitless attempt to make “treasure” worthwhile.
Chiquitita, you and I cry,
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you.
Why do we have this self-imposed idea that throughout our lives we are meant to maintain a perfect, crisp version of ourselves? Like untouched snow, or fresh school shoes that we don’t want to scratch.
I would like a conversation, where we talk about life and living and what it all means. Maybe after, my brain will turn into liquid and drip into dreams.