Bereavement

There have been so many deaths of significant people, in my life, over the past 8 years. Sometimes the memory of one person will trigger memories and fresh grief about another.

The first significant death I can remember is my brother's suicide, 40 some years ago, and that grief is as fresh, today, as it was the day I got the phone call.

I see grief as being an unhealed wound that can be easily torn open. Birthdays, anniversaries of deaths, even a random memory can start my tears. I spent one whole day crying when I found the body of my favorite little feral cat I had been feeding for 3 years.

Sadness and grief are physically and emotionally exhausting.