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“Sometimes, grief comes in floods, needing space to push forth, wrecking everything in its path, and reclaiming liminal space. And other times, grief manifests in everyday minutiae, little changes in the world's making--one less stack of laundry, a quieter Sunday evening, a broken cabinet that will remain unfixed. You can't pass a Volkswagen on the road without feeling an ingrained tug or seeing a puzzle on the dailies as an affirmation of the complexity of relations. These are the weight of man's doldrums--losses that cascade as we continue--that change the curl of our current. Perhaps the I too gets lost in grief, the way smaller bodies of water like streams and brooks, and temperaments--smells, sights, sounds--get lost when a river dies. Even if you understand the anatomy of its making--that it is natural--to comprehend that what exists can get lost is a reckoning indistinguishable from living.”

LossGrief
Author:Johanna Michelle Lim
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“Das im Artikel beschriebene Unglück berührt uns nicht, es ist zu weit weg von uns. Es ist nur eine pikante Story, in der es um Geld, Recht, Macht, Schuld, Prominenz, Zuwanderung und Politik geht. Wenn aber hier in der Poster-Community ein Vater zu uns spricht und uns anvertraut, dass sein Kind erst vor kurzem im Alter von sechzehn Jahren gestorben ist, dann macht es einen Stick, dann spüren wir selbstden Schmerz und fühlen mit. Plötzlich hat nämlich >>einer aus unserer Mitte<< ein Kind verloren. Einer von uns, jeder von uns! Und das erst entlockt uns unser persönliches Mitgefühl und Beileid.”

GriefGrief And Loss
Book:Die spürst du nicht
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“Grief, I’d come to realize, was like dust. When you’re in the thick of a dust storm, you’re completely disoriented by the onslaught, struggling to see or breathe. But as the force recedes, and you slowly find your bearings and see a path forward, the dust begins to settle into the crevices. And it will never disappear completely— as the years pass, you’ll find it in unexpected places at unexpected moments. Grief is just love looking for a place to settle.”

Grief
Book:The Collected Regrets of Clover
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