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Day 53

Waiting to Feel the Loss

Two lives close to Honeybun and I were lost on Sunday.

Honeybun's great grandmother passed suddenly, and he was asked to be a pallbearer. I sat with him for a while, and finally he told me it was strange. He wasn't incredibly close with her, but he expected to feel more grief. I told him that it may come in a few days.

I lost a family pet yesterday. A dog that came into my life when I was 10 years old. I'd grown up thinking of him like a little brother, and he was treated like a king. He passed just a few hours before Honeybun's great-grandmother, and it was also sudden. He was 16 years old, but still seemed to have so much life. First, I felt like I'd been punched in the gut when I went to my parents' house - I didn't even get to say good-bye to him. But then I just felt...fine. Like he was somewhere in the house and I'd see him just around the corner. My mother is a wreck, and I wish I could take the pain from her and claim it as my own.

Grief isn't sudden. It takes time and springs unexpectedly.

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  • RavDiablo RavDiablo
    7 weeks ago

    And grief doesn't really stop; you learn to live with it. I'm still grieving he loss of my family members, and in some cases, it's been almost 40 years.

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