I believe that there are two kinds of grief
The first
develops immediately after a loss
It’s the type that tears at your soul and twists you into knots that you don’t think will ever unravel
It’s the sinking feeling of loved ones in hospital beds and people whose hands you ll never hold again
The second
Is the string of yarn once you have untangled it all
It follows you; it snags on the shadows that looked like silhouettes of the people you once loved
It catches on the corner of your smile and reminds you that love is a temporary gift
At the end of the day, it’s the second kind of grief that saves us
Because it ensures we never forget how precious life is!