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Get Over It?

 Life’s Losses
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Tears in Heaven

“Sometimes I think of you and I feel giddy. Memory makes me lightheaded, drunk on champagne. All the things we did. And if anyone has said this was the price I would have agreed to pay it. That surprises me; that with the hurt and the mess comes a shift of recognition. It was worth it. Love is worth it.”

You’ll get over it …

It’s the clichés that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever. You don’t get over it because “it” is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered enough to grieve over is not made anodyne by death. This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no-one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?”

― Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body

Speaking from personal experience (Half a century so pay attention young folks! 😉) there is no time limit to grieving the loss of a loved one. We are each unique including the capacity for love.

I miss my father as if he had just died yesterday. He died March 22, 2012. Some days are better than others. He was the life of th party even when there was no party.

My dad loved music and he would have loved Adele. He was classically trained and knew a great voice when he heard it even if the songs were not something he would typically listen to. After Dad died I just couldn’t bear to listen to music period. Ever. Four years of being unable to listen to music of any type. Adele’s latest album for some inexplicable reason spoke to me like to other artist. Healing continues daily as the void in my life becomes less painful to bear.

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The Day I’ll Finally Stop Grieving

From the article:
“Grief doesn’t just visit you for a horrible, yet temporary holiday. It moves in, puts down roots—and it never leaves. Yes as time passes, eventually the tidal waves subside for longer periods, but they inevitably come crashing in again without notice, when you are least prepared. With no warning they devastate the landscape of your heart all over again, leaving you bruised and breathless and needing to rebuild once more.”

john pavlovitz

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“How long has it been? When is he going to get over that grief and move on already?”

I get it.

I know you might be thinking that about me or about someone else these days.

I know you may look at someone you know in mourning and wonder when they’ll snap out of it.

I understand because I use to think that way too.

Okay, maybe at the time I was self-aware enough or guilty enough not to think it quite that explicitly, even in my own head. It might have come in the form of a growing impatience toward someone in mourning or a gradual dismissing of their sadness over time or maybe in my intentionally avoiding them as the days passed. It was subtle to be sure, but I can distinctly remember reaching the place where my compassion for grieving friends had reached its capacity—and it was long before they stopped hurting.

Back then like most people, my mind was operating under…

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