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Grief Has No Language

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We share our grief without language, for we often cannot summon the words. For our gestures give answers when voices fail. Grief is shared many ways: In a deep lingering, soul-searching gaze of eyes. Gentle touches on arms or shoulders. A deep long hug or embrace. Teardrops shed with shudders and sobs. Two hands gently cupping one with care. Fingers brushing away the salt of tears. Simple gatherings in sacred hush. Soft subdued smiles, shared all around. This is the sign-language of grieving, that everyone knows, and feels without words.

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Date: 7/2/2025 11:55:00 PM
Agreed.
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John Anderson
Date: 7/3/2025 9:59:00 AM
thanks for your reply. Cheers and Best Wishes

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