What Grief Is

I cried until I could not cry any more. Because she is gone, leaving me behind. That’s what I thought anyway. Until I ran across her phone number in my I-phone. I am hard on myself now, angry I cannot get it together. I cried again until I could not cry any more. Because that number stirred me up. I’m okay now. Ready to return to work. I can deal with this. Until a red Chevy pulls up beside me, and I think it’s her. I am hard on myself now, angry I cannot get it together. I cried again until I could not cry any more. Because I was so disappointed when I saw a stranger in that car. I’m pulling it together now. I can do this. I turn my car around and head for home and I can barely see. I am hard on myself now, angry I cannot get it together. Why can I not be as compassionate and forgiving to myself as I am to others? When you are grieving, give yourself a break every second. A break every hour is not enough. And talk to the person who has left. She is around you, waiting, hoping. It will make you feel better too.