Grief is not a linear process and we all grieve in our own ways. I have learned in my life that grief never fully leaves you, you learn to acknowledge it and accept the reality but the pain will always be there, there’s a void, something missing that can’t be replaced. The screams turn into whimpers and the sharp needle at your side dulls after a time but it still hurts. You begin to forget their face and the sound of their voice, lost to time but the memory remains, no matter how hazy it may be. You wonder why you’re stuck, you wonder why you’re moving forward is a snail’s pace. All we can ask from those around us is patience, understanding, and love, even decades later. ❤LikeCommentShare

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