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“No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. I am not afraid, but the sensation is like being afraid. The same fluttering in the stomach, the same restlessness, the yawning. I keep on swallowing.”

Quote by C. S. Lewis

Work

A Grief Observed

Written as a series of private reflections, this work documents the author's journey through intense sorrow, doubt, and spiritual questioning after the loss of his wife. The narrative moves from raw pain and confusion to a tentative, hard-won acceptance, examining how grief reshapes memory, faith, and the sense of self. It is a candid account of the psychological and emotional landscape of bereavement, offering no easy answers but a profound meditation on love and loss. more

Author

C. S. Lewis
C. S. Lewis

C. S. Lewis was a British novelist, academic, and Christian theologian. He is renowned for his fictional works, particularly The Chronicles of Narnia, a series of fantasy novels that have become a beloved classic of children's literature. Lewis also penned adult fiction, including the science fiction trilogy Out of the Silent Planet and the space trilogy. His non-fiction works, such as Mere Christianity and The Problem of Pain, have had a significant impact on Christian thought and spirituality. more

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