Between loss and grief, there is life.
Between loss and grief, there is life. And it took me time to accept that. I’ve studied grief and learned the psychology behind it- everything from the Kübler-Ross model to what I’ve seen with my clients in therapy, and of course, what I’ve experienced myself. Grief is bottled-up love that can no longer be expressed, either because the person, place, or connection is out of reach - or gone entirely. I’ve experienced grief throughout my life and often reminded myself that the pain is temporary. But only recently have I truly understood that suffering is an inseparable part of life. It cannot be avoided, and it often shows up when we least expect it. I never imagined I would be unable to return to my house- my bedroom, my balcony. This fear, something I never acknowledged before, was unlocked in the past few months. I grew up hearing stories about war, and I even lived through the 2006 war. Back then, thanks to my still-developing frontal cortex, I mostly remembered the moments of...