Grief…you are sneaky. I thought that time would push you away. I thought that trying to forget would make one not remember. I thought that smiling would make one never feel sad. I thought that business as usual would keep you from being all up in my business. The truth of the matter is that grief, when it is yours to bear, comes in forms unconventional to what most imagine. We imagine uncontrollable weeping, frantic minds, constant sharing of memories of those who’ve left us behind with those still here. Now those symptoms are accurate but those symptoms pass away.
The new, not always visible symptoms that form can be impatience, misplaced anger, lack of focus, over exerting oneself in meaningless tasks, forgetfulness, weariness when alone, withdrawal, and introversion.
The invisible symptoms are only visible to the symptomatic themselves. However, I might add, only visible to the person who has slowed down enough for introspection.
Grief you’re a sneaky bastard that comes to steal joy, kill happiness and destroy the knowledge that a loved ones in their heavenly home. You’re one that can cause damage if left to roam to long. Grief, I declare and decree that in me and my loved ones, you no longer have a home. Poof be gone….💨
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