Balancing Grief

Moving From the Rollercoaster to the Teeter-totter

Riding a rollercoaster is a lot of fun. But not for hours every day, and not if we didn’t want to go but wanted to stay curled up in a dark, still room.

Admittedly, in the early days and weeks of grief we don’t have a choice of rides. Grief takes us where it wants to go. It also tears through our hearts like a heavy-hoofed bison. We can’t stop the thoughts of grief from churning in our heads 24 hours a day, and we’re worn out by the effort to make sense of what will probably never make sense.

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