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And slowly a day or two and then three would go by and when I would think of her I’d smile more than I’d cry. With each passing day having lost her has grown a little easier to bear. Those empty spaces she once occupied aren’t as sharply painful to see. Changes in routines have started settling into place.
And we learn to accept what once seemed something beyond our capacity to go on with out.
Part of me hates this adjustment that we make in accommodating a loss into our lives. On one hand it seems so cruel that life just keeps moving forward and that my broken heart will mend. I don’t want to loss to have to be. And on the other hand, it is so very important for me not to cling to that which I can’t have and can’t control and allow life to be what it is.
After all everything is as it is…isn’t it!
And so with each new day it is a little bit easier for me to cherish the joy that Dunkin brought into my life with a smile rather than to wash it away with a tear! For this I am most grateful. It takes time for the grief process to unfold. It just does.
What do you notice about the process of grief in your life?
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