The End Of Grieving

This is April and on the 13^th it will be 37 years since I found her and on the 17^th it will also be 37 years since I buried her.  I finally agree that I should “be over it”.

   

That of course means shutting myself down, putting all the reminders away and keeping everyone at a safe distance so as not to get triggered into my grief.

All that is easy because not having my grief turns very quickly to hostility and being angry all the time that will keep folk away from me.

I also could become cynical and bitter that no one ever understands me

or is there for me.

Or perhaps I will start medicating myself, either with prescription drugs or otherwise.  Good way to fight depression that always goes with unexpressed grief.

I guess I could join a cult or other activities that keep me busy and not feeling.

Probably the easiest way is to just claim that since it’s been so long, it doesn’t bother me anymore.

The end of grieving doesn’t” mean the end of hurting

If today

Were yesterday

I would

Know what

To do

I would

Keep you

Safe from

Harm

And pain

I would

Never feel the

Terrible

Loss of you

If today

Were only

Yesterday