A Solitary Journey
Grief is a solitary journey. No one but you knows how great the hurt is. No
one but you can know the gaping hole left in your life when someone you know
has died. And no one but you can mourn the silence that was once filled with
laughter and song. It is the nature of love and of death to touch every
person in a totally unique way.
Comfort comes from knowing that people have made the same journey. And
solace comes from understanding how others have learned to sing again.
~Helen Steiner Rice
The Gift of Grief
Death takes away. That’s all there is to it.
But grief gives back.By experiencing it, we are not simply eroded by pain
Rather, we become more compassionate, more aware,
More able to help others, more able to help ourselves.
Grief is powerful. It plunges us into the depths of sorrow and forces us to
face the finiteness of life, the mightiness of death, and the
Meaning of our existence here on this earth.
It does more than enable us to change: it demands it. The way we change is
up to us. It is possible to be forever bowed by grief. It is possible to be
so afraid of one aspect of it that we become frozen in place, stuck in
sorrow, riveted in resentment or remorse, unable to move on.
But it is also possible to be enlarged, to find new direction,
And to allow the memory of the beloved person who has died to live on within
us… Not as a monument to misery,
But as a source of strength, love and inspiration.
By acting on our grief, we can eventually find within ourselves a place of
peace and purposefulness. It is my belief that all grievers, no
Matter how intense their pain, no matter how rough the terrain across which
they must travel, can eventually find that place within their hearts.