“Grief never ends..But it changes. It’s a passage, not a place to stay. Grief is not a sign of weakness, nor a lack of faith..It is the price of love.”
This quote caught my attention as I have been dealing with the loss of my dad coming up on a year May 5th. My grief has definitely changed, but it has never left me. It changes from day to day, even at times forgetting that he is really gone. To truly wrap my head around the concept, I have to actually go that “place” something I avoid as much as possible. The fear of loosing myself in the moment, of having to face it, to feel it, it’s too much.
So does that make me weak? Do I lack Faith? Acceptance has not come easy, as I still wait for his call, or a visit from him. I, to this day, can’t believe that he is gone, yet I know he is with me. That concept alone, knowing he is “near” is what keeps me going.
There is no right or wrong way to tackle grief. Some will say, okay time to move on. Time to let go. You can’t be sad all the time. And even though I feel I have continued “living” the pain never leaves. How anyone chooses to mourn the loss of a loved one, is truly between them and a higher power.
I truly never experienced the loss of someone so close, my hero, my friend, my confidant, my daddy. But I am still standing, still living, still smiling. We experience grief because we allowed for our hearts to care about another.
Grief truly is the price of loving, and that is never something worth giving up.