Losing someone you love is like slamming your hand through a window. Your hand and the window will never be the same.
Grief lasts for a lifetime. It does not hold you in a choke hold forever, but the cold fingers remain around your heart waiting for that moment when a touch, a whisper, a picture or a song remind you of the person and grief leaps into action. Those moments will become further and further apart. Grief loses its grip only when my own life wanes to an end.
Be kind to yourself. Remember to eat, sleep and go to the bathroom. Remember to breathe. Remember the good times. Don't let guilt destroy the good times. "If only" will keep you from healing.
In the years since the passing of my mother I have spent a lot of time in depression. With the loss of my mother my life changed forever. It has been a long and difficult journey, but in the words of my mother... "pull yourself up by the boot straps and get moving". It's time to do exactly that.
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