She wont care about your plans.
Shell nag you, haunt you, and anchor you to her own.
Youll hand out eviction notices and she will rip them up in a rage of fury.
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The truth exists in the way she comes in and wraps herself around youyou cant out run her.
You cant out hide her.
And you will never be the same without her.
This loneliness is colder.You will go through your days in a fog, tunnel vision clouding your sight.
You will want strangers on the street to seeto feel an ounce of your pain.
To remember the person you lost that you loved so dearly.
Moments you want to wipe the smile off the faces of people who dont know.
Who were never lucky enough to know how important that person was to you.
Youll seek comfort in people you knowpeople who know your grief.
In the way their text messages and phone calls that you were so accustomed to stop coming.
In the way their scent fades from your memory.
Or the way their voice sounds so far away.
Its in walking through the mall into a store where you last saw them.
Its in watching reruns of 90s TV shows that you bonded over.
Like Dawsons Creek, or 90210, or Melrose Place.
Its in big moments like anniversaries, and birthdays, and holidays with an empty chair at the table.
In ordering your morning coffee and realizing that they will never taste another holiday drink.
iv.Grief will make herself known in every inch of your body.
Itll make you afraid to answer your phone.
Afraid that this is another call, another loss, another funeral you have to attend.
Your bones will ache in every movement you make.
Shell tell you, like do not grow angry with me.
Ok, maybe you’re able to get angry, but let the anger move through you.
Be sad, but dont let the tears keep you stagnant.
Let go of the incessant need to clean this up somehow.
Th=is mess is part of life.
You will move through it.
You will be different, but why would you want to be the same?
v.Grief will stretch you.
She will force you to grow in ways you never thought you could.
Grief puts things into perspective.
The absence of your loved one gives you a new found purpose.
It awakens you every time you become reacquainted with it.
It makes you look around at your life and take stock.Who do you keep saying youll make plans with?
Who do you gotta call just to say hi?
Who are you grateful for?
Do they know it?
Where can you change?
