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Grief Notes

How grief feels is so hard to explain and each person experiences it differently For me, my violin holds no solace these days there are many days that I could play and let the music envelope me in comfort, but not this journey I am having trouble reading Being an avid reader, this is very hard for me I can get through a page or two and get distracted and never get my concentration back I am grateful I can listen, though and have found comfort in audio books and music Even the reading required by my work is extra hard and takes so much more effort my attention span feels like it is a fraction of normal I am functioning pretty well, but grief hits at odd times and sometimes takes me under I know that the grief is a product of the love that I have for my son, who is now safe and healed, but not present in my life anymore and there is a huge void

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