Grief. . .it is a part of life. It comes in small, medium and large. We live our definition of a complete and whole life and then when we least expect it, a piece falls off . . . a door opens and our emotional journey through grief engulfs us.  Words fall short of describing what we feel; it is difficult to wrap our heads around this reality. Everything becomes dark in our hearts. We live in a time warp. We organize our life around what is gone, absent. We go through the roller coaster of feelings in a “not so predictable way”, but it takes us on its ride whether we are ready or not.

We experience shock and denial until our body calls us liars with somatic symptoms of sleeplessness, headaches, stomachaches, and any other ache.  We feel the sadness until the sadness and all its shades of blue sink us into the sea and abyss of loss. We are de-pressed (we repress, feel pressed yet need to express) and we are weighed down.  We slide into the pit of panic when we realize nothing will be the same again…and choose to stay depressed. We get angry, feel guilt, question, and nothing makes it the same again, we resist, until we are worn out and find the only way back to life. . . we surrender, we accept that which we cannot change.  We embrace life again; the sun shines in our heart again.  We organize our life around that which is living and present.  Our journey is complete. We can love again.

 Introduction to “Candles in the Dark…Poems to grieve, hope and love again.”

Maria Hilda Pinon, author of The Willows of Corona, a novel, and Candles in the Dark…poems to grieve, hope and love again.”

www.mariahildapinon.com

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