“Miss was a word that couldn’t quite express the hollow pit of my stomach filled with nothing but cold gusts of air where the intestines should have been, walking around with a gaping hole in my chest where my heart had been pulled out from, feeling hollow within and without. It was a missing that filled me up, an absence that was a presence, a bereavement that wasn’t a release.” HeartGriefMissingMourningBereavement Book:More Things in Heaven and Earth Source: More Things in Heaven and Earth
“Grief isn’t elegant. It is messy, snot-nosed, feral, aching. A beast that slobbers into one’s sane moments and scratches the door of one’s composure insistently, demanding to be let out.” GriefGrievingMourningBereavement Book:More Things in Heaven and Earth Source: More Things in Heaven and Earth
“How did other women come to terms with losing a husband? Did they pick up the pieces of their shattered selves and glue them back together, sealing the joints with metal to prevent them from falling apart again at the slightest whiff of remembrance, motes of a residual ghost perfume, familiar and overwhelming in a just-vacated elevator, a familiar stretch of shoulder and head in a distance, in a crowd, snatches of a song that had been playing when….” DeathLossGriefGrievingBereavement Book:More Things in Heaven and Earth Source: More Things in Heaven and Earth