I came across this picture I took in Puerto Rico. It took me back to sitting in that beautiful chair, overlooking the still water, and feeling very relaxed. However, as I sat there, I could not help the fleeting memory cross my mind, of a dear loved one I had lost many years ago. Her love and joy was the ocean, and I imagined how I would have cherished sharing this vacation with her.
I needed to pause, because at that moment, it was important for me to allow the feelings that were rising, to be there. Without judgement, without understanding, all at the same time.
Grief is like the ocean, coming on in waves, ebbing and flowing. I have learned when I am in these large swells; I just float. And when the storm rescinds, I swim.
Grieving is a highly individual experience.
There is no right way to grieve, just your way. The emotions will rise and fall, but the love and memories are beautifully placed in our hearts forever.