Hello 2024,
How’s your last Saturday going? Today’s reflection letter is self explanatory. It’s sort of become a tradition for the past few years. This year can’t just go by without me honouring this tradition.
2024, you were one of those reminders that death only occurs once but grief is a recurring cycle. I wish I’d say your timeline was kinder towards me in this regard. I can’t.
Ja , Grief. You’re such an unwanted guest. You rock up unannounced. You OVERSTAY your welcome. You make the host feel so uncomfortable they even wonder if they forgot that they even invited you.
You find Grief staring at you when a chipped cup sinks your heart and warms it at the same time. Memories of how it came to be come flooding by. You’re sad it’s not being used for its intended purpose. You’re grateful it even had one in the first place. The weirdest thing is how you hide your teary eyes because you’d be embarrassed to admit the real reason you just want to hide away and cry.
Grief mocks you during your lowest moments. You can’t access the wisdom that was once so available to you. You can’t pick that brain. You can’t confide in that soul. You just repeat their words of comfort over and over again.
Don’t quote me on this but, sometimes grief is comforting. There are certain foods which always feel like home. They take you back to a time when you couldn’t imagine the world you currently live in now. Each nibble takes you back there. Content doesn’t even begin to describe this feeling.
I don’t like you Grief. I won’t ever like you, Grief. That would require me to “know you better” and we both know you’re better off as a stranger…
Wow!!!
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