This is such a fantastic list, thank you. Some friends and I began navigating deaths of family members closest to us in our early twenties and I wish we had had found writing like yours on grief. Grateful to encounter it now.
Such simple and beautiful suggestions, Greta. I love them all. The shrine is one I've actually struggled with. My dad died 2 years ago and I put away everything of his except one baseball cap which I wore everywhere for about a month. His portrait we used at the funeral was so large and real, I couldn't look at it til this weekend without shedding a bucket of tears. I pulled it out yesterday and it sits in my bedroom - a reminder of his strength and protection around me. I'm not ready to create a shrine just yet, but bringing his photo out without me crying has made me feel good, actually. This shows you how individualistic grieving can be. I write The Truth About Grief here on Substack: karensibal.substack.com in case you'd like to check it out. I started it as a way to process my own grief of recently losing several people in my life and connecting with others so we feel less alone.
Thanks for all of this. Navigating death is raw and messy but it’s so important to be able to sit with it. I thought about Tom on Christmas. Gave me a big smile.
This is such a fantastic list, thank you. Some friends and I began navigating deaths of family members closest to us in our early twenties and I wish we had had found writing like yours on grief. Grateful to encounter it now.
How impossibly hard to have experienced grief so young, I feel like I had to draw on every bit of experience I had. I’m so, so sorry.
This is so lovely and different from anything I've read on the subject in the past. Thank you.
Thank you for giving it your time and attention today, I hope it can be helpful to folks out there.
Such simple and beautiful suggestions, Greta. I love them all. The shrine is one I've actually struggled with. My dad died 2 years ago and I put away everything of his except one baseball cap which I wore everywhere for about a month. His portrait we used at the funeral was so large and real, I couldn't look at it til this weekend without shedding a bucket of tears. I pulled it out yesterday and it sits in my bedroom - a reminder of his strength and protection around me. I'm not ready to create a shrine just yet, but bringing his photo out without me crying has made me feel good, actually. This shows you how individualistic grieving can be. I write The Truth About Grief here on Substack: karensibal.substack.com in case you'd like to check it out. I started it as a way to process my own grief of recently losing several people in my life and connecting with others so we feel less alone.
Thanks for all of this. Navigating death is raw and messy but it’s so important to be able to sit with it. I thought about Tom on Christmas. Gave me a big smile.
Reading your words I imagine I am across the couch, tea in hand and you sharing just with me. keep on- your doing what you need. Xox