I have shared my grief in public. I have not grieved silently in a corner. I have written blogs about my feelings and shared on WordPress as well as social media. I wondered why I was so public about it and I realized that while writing has been a release, sharing has been my way of wailing, keening, beating my chest, telling the universe I am in so much pain. Sharing my grief has been my coping mechanism. While I could not grieve with my extended family due to the global pandemic, I have grieved virtually with all of you.
And you have allowed me to lean on you. You have held me up by your condolences, your tears, your words, your cards, gift of plants, flowers and gifts of nourishment. You have allowed me to take time off work to take care of myself. I thank you all for stroking my back as I let my wailing take wings. Perhaps my sorrow has tainted parts of your universe but you have allowed it.
Thank you for being there. Thank you for holding me up.
You are always in my thoughts, in my prayers Piyali.Take care of yourself.
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You’re fantastic in your expressions. Take care and keep blogging.
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Thank you Indrajit. Writing had been cathartic.
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Blogging gives us a sort of pleasure… you may call it cathartic sometimes. We don’t care for the likes or comments that we get, but feel good after posting. That’s it for me.
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