Today I’d like to talk about a dear (and sneaky) friend of ours: Grief.

No matter how much we want to think we’re over it.
How much we tell ourselves and others no really, I’m fine —that was so long ago. I’ve cried enough. 

It still shows up.
Unannounced. 
Sudden.
Like a shadow.
A friend we were not expecting.

Demanding attention, care.
Reminding us there is still a part of us processing a loss, getting used to a new state of things.
It’s as if a part of was still protesting,
“Wait, this is not the way this was supposed to go!
This was not the end I had in mind, that I pictured so many times! 
This does not end like this!
I don’t like this.”

It takes time, patience, love, (and perhaps some ice cream?)
To remind our systems to stop fighting against the fact that
Yes, things did change unexpectedly.
Things did not go the way we hoped they would. 
That’s just the way life goes sometimes.

And all we can do is
Grieve.