Did you catch my guest post at Tiny Buddha?
“It’s exhausting work, grieving.
Imagine wrestling a giant polar bear slicked down with Vaseline. Teeth and claws bear down on you as you struggle against an opponent many times your weight and muscle mass. When you try to get a hold, your fingers slide off and you find your hands empty.
That’s how it feels to grieve.
So don’t tell me to smile.
I will, when that is what my healing calls for. For now I’m doing my best against something terrifying and overwhelming.
Don’t tell me to be strong.
I already am. I am a warrior, and this is what battle looks like.”
read the full post here.