Grief, I’ve found, is like an ocean. A cold one. It lashes at your ankles to remind you that it’s painful. Sometimes it feels like waves. You’d like to contain it, but you can’t. It’s a darn ocean.
One of my dearest friends passed away yesterday, and holy bananas, my grief is pretty raw. Her passing wasn’t unexpected and I thought I was prepared, but how can anyone be, really.
As a hospice care professional told me many years ago, dying is an active process. And so is grief.
must love biscuits 
I’m so sorry about your friend. I hour you find that as the days and weeks start to go by, you’ll find comfort and solace – and even laughter – in the many beautiful memories you hold in your heart. Cliff
On Fri, Jan 10, 2020, 6:26 PM must love biscuits wrote:
> Kristen Short posted: “Grief, I’ve found, is like an ocean. A cold one. It > lashes at your ankles to remind you that it’s painful. Sometimes it feels > like waves. You’d like to contain it, but you can’t. It’s a darn ocean. One > of my dearest friends passed away yesterday, and hol” >
Hi, Cliff! Thanks so much! Really grateful for all the years (more than 30) I had. Definitely finding comfort in all the wonderful memories. Thankful!