“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
“Grief is grey and damp, a marshland of emotions that suck you in, tendrils of mist that caress you, asphyxiate you. Grieving is the journey you do alone, a penitence, a pilgrimage, an affirmation of being alive in the face of death that shadows us, every waking moment. Grief was the country I was on a pilgrimage within, searching for redemption from my grieving.” DeathLossGriefJourneyEmotionsMourning Book:More Things in Heaven and Earth Source: More Things in Heaven and Earth