I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s GRIEF and write for five minutes about it.
The entire world is grieving and, as anyone who has experienced grief knows, there’s no straight line through it. We long for the deep pain we feel to pass, but it lingers—loud in its presence. We move between stages of depression, anger, acceptance, disbelief again and again. We settle things in our minds, believe we’ve come to a measure of understanding, and then a truckload of bricks hits us again.
Or maybe it’s not like that.
Maybe it’s less a truckload and more a whisper of smoke. Something that permeates our days and colours our vision before we even realize that all is not as we thought it was.
Either way. The point is that we’re grieving.
For what was, for changed or lost relationships (not all losses in this season can be attributed to illness), for plans and opportunities, for a way of living that seemed safe and comfortable behind our rose-coloured glasses but that now is just a memory.
The only way out is through. We’ve heard the cliche and we hate it. But we begrudgingly testify to its truth. So we lean in. Grow quiet. Seek wisdom and, yes, even find wonder in this season.
All is well.
(One of the good things about having two blogs, is being able to participate in both Friday’s Fave Five AND Five Minute Friday. Here’s a link to the FFF post on my other blog.)
Grief is a good topic for these times. Well written.
Thank you, V.J.. I think we’re all feeling it to some degree.
Yes. You’re welcome.
I am looking for wonders and miracles in this season. Visiting from fmf #2
Oh me too, Loretta. So much. Thank you for stopping by.
Good imagery of grief. You reminded me of something I once heard: When you’re “going through Hell,” don’t stop! I think that is true for our grief also.
Amie, FMF #16
Yes, I’ve heard that one before too. It’s hard, but we can’t camp here.
Linda, you are so right when you say “The whole world is grieving.” Amen. #7
And I’m so glad I have a Hand to hold as I move through this year of griefs. Visiting from #10 at FMF.
Yes and amen!
The whole world may be grieving,
but I’m not, and this sounds brutal,
but there’s more I am achieving
by ‘feet up, mind in neutral’.
I can’t quell the roiling hate,
nor make the dying stop,
nor save foolish from their fate,
so I’ll just ride the top
of waves that would fain drag me own
to Stygian despair;
oh, no, my friend, I will not drown,
so you will find me there
raising pints of foamy brew,
and look, I have saved some for you!
the only way out is through…you are so right. hard but true. grateful for the one who passes through with us.
I agree completely, Mariel. Thanks so much for stopping by.
Yes, the way out is through. I’ve also heard that you don’t ever really get over a loss, but you do get through it. Great post!
Your words continually resonate. I feel less alone. Less confused about why I feel so grief stricken and tired. Thank you.