You can't beat yourself up anymore,' he says. 'And you can't compare your thing to my thing or to anyone else's thing on the how-bad-should-I-feel? scale.
Melissa C. WalkerTags: life-lessons grief parental-advice
She took the posters downtown that afternoon. She filled a rolling suitcase with them ... she took a stapler. And a box of staples. And hope. I think of those things. The paper, the stapler, the staples, the tape, the hope. It makes me sick. Physical things. Forty years of loving someone becomes staples and hop.
Jonathan Safran FoerTags: loss death hope grief stapler staples
I closed my eyes and abandoned myself to my grief. It felt better, somehow, to be helpless. I didn't feel ashamed.
S.J. WatsonTags: shame grief helplessness
Maybe heartache was more normal than the absence of it.
Jennifer Handford...grief is loved turned into an eternal missing. ...It can't be contained in hours or days or minutes.
Rosamund LuptonTags: grief missing sister rosamund-lupton
The gastliness of nothing. Because I was nobody's sister now.
Rosamund LuptonTags: loss grief sister rosamund-lupton loss-of-sibling
In a dark time, the eye begins to see.
Theodore RoethkeTags: wisdom inspirational grief understanding-oneself-and-others
Pressing my head to his heart, I listened hard, straining to hear any gurgle or murmur of life. Hearing nothing, I felt the shock settle into my mind, slowing it down and then turning it off.
"Don't leave me, Noah. Please, don't go," I whispered into the darkness as the light spray of rain touched my face.
If only I could turn back time.
I would tell him yes.
Tags: love death grief regret losing-someone
It was strange how in that moment of tragedy, it had seemed so unreal, like an old-fashioned movie reel playing on a screen for my eyes only. The pain and broken heart were blocked off for a little while, leaving me numb with disbelief. Shock is what Dad called it. But after a while, the cruel reality started to seep into my tissues, and my body became a sponge, just sucking it all up until, finally, there was so much grief inside, I couldn't help feeling it.
That's how it happened for me. First, the numbness right after she died, next the agonising pain and then the place I was at now—the land of perpetual depression.
Tags: pain death grief depression numbness numb
I hadn't thought about Mom as much as I probably should have lately. It was a relief not to have all those emotional waves rolling through me at the mere vision of her face in my mind. Letting go of all the negative thoughts was like blowing out a giant gulp of air that I'd been holding in for what seemed like eternity.
Karen Ann HopkinsTags: death emotions grief depression
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