Grief originates when we experience a tragic event and we are expected to ‘get over it’ and ‘move on’ since ‘nothing lasts forever’, and ‘there is a light at the end of the tunnel’ and we should ‘stay strong and carry on’ because ‘tomorrow is a new day’. Rubbish!
Grief found me when I lost my father and over the last year, grief and I have become well acquainted. It has become my shadow. Some days it just hangs around – a dull ache just making its presence known and some days, there is no way of ignoring those raw, overwhelming, intense and all consuming waves that crush you over and over.
On the other hand, grief puts life in perspective and it has changed me. I find that I look at the world differently, with more compassion and empathy, less judgemental, more gratitude. Most of all I don’t take life so dammed seriously any more.
Once embraced, grief gives you the freedom to love more, appreciate all that is good in life and try to live every day like it’s the best day ever.