“Sometimes only one person is missing and the whole world seems depopulated” – Alphonse de Lamartine
Maybe it’s your partner. Maybe it’s your child. Maybe it’s a parent. Maybe it’s a friend. Maybe it’s a pet.
It does seem that way some days. Maybe it’s on a walk. MAYBE ITS STANDING BY A LONELY POND. Maybe it’s listening to a particular song. Maybe it’s during a movie. Maybe it’s when your in bed. Maybe it’s when your at the school gates surrounded by couples. Maybe it’s when your shopping. Maybe it’s just when you return to a home with no lights on.
But with bereavement it will happen. One gone make the world seems empty. So what do you do about it? Sadly no one right answer to that. Every person is different. Every grief journey is different. With me those lonely times still hit and still hurt. I try many things.
Sometimes I just let it hit me. Confused and helpless.
Sometimes I try to distract myself. Just hope I eventually forget that feeling.
Sometimes I just let it hit me but it’s kinda reassuring. Not ever loving would be so dreadful. Grief is another word for love.
Sometimes writing helps.
Sometimes reading blogs helps.
Sometimes I need to find solitude. Sometimes I need to be in a crowd.
Sometimes it’s reading an old favourite book.
Sometimes it’s looking at old photos.
Sometimes it’s playing a game.
Sometimes I go for a run.
Often it’s trying just that bit harder to be that better parent. Trying to make life just that bit more fun.
Then you get sometimes when the best thing is to carry on but just to do it louder. Much LOUDER. So this morning I am ironing but let’s just crank up that Iron Maiden cd just a little louder.