Grief: Good morning, today is going to be a rough one?
Me: Again, but why?
Grief: Because I need you to feel me.
Me: Haven’t we done this enough, can’t you move on? I’ve done this so many times, I’m tired.
Grief: Yes, we have spent many years together.
Me: No offense, but it hasn’t been pleasant.
Grief: I understand, but my intentions are good. You don’t need to hide from me.
Me: I just have shit to do, a job for one.
Grief: ALL of it can wait.
Me: Easy for you to say, you’re not in my head. Are you going to pay the rent?
Grief: Oh but I am in your head, I exist everywhere. Your mind, body, and spirit.
Me: That seems like too much access.
Grief: You will get used to me again, but we have a lot of work to do.
Me: Why do you hurt so much?
Grief: The harder you love, the more I hurt.
Me: Right, but that sucks, and I don’t want to do this anymore.
Grief: The only way is through, delays and running only make it harder.
Me: This better be the last time.
Grief: You know I can’t promise that. Death isn’t my department.
Me: I don’t really like you very much.
Grief: I get that, it’s lonely here sometimes.
Me: What exactly are you anyway? I’m sorry you get lonely, I understand.
Grief: I am a reflection of the love you had for your Mom. Each experience of me is different.
Me: Well, some of that is kind of cool, I love Psychology.
Grief: I think so, but I’m hard for people to understand,
Me: Now you’re speaking my language.
Grief: I thought you might relate.
Me: So, how long will you be with me this time?
Grief: As long as you need me, I prefer to not leave things unfinished.
Me: I understand, it makes it worse, I have run from you many times.
Grief: I’m too quick this time, and powerful. You loved your Mom deeply.
Me: She was an amazing person and she loved everyone. It is unfair the life she had.
Grief: I know, that is part of what we will process. She had many happy times too, especially with you.
Me: I wasn’t always patient towards the end, but I tried so hard to be there for her. I was having my own mental health struggles.
Grief: She knew how much you loved her, that’s what makes me even more difficult to me. A mother and daughter have a very special bond. You and your Mom went through a lot together.
Me: I’m not ready.
Grief: Nobody ever is, I come on fast but I am experienced differently by all.
Me: Why is death so hard for humans to process?
Grief: Death is complicated, even they would agree. They have a very dark sense of humor as you can likely imagine.
Me: I’ve noticed, I do too.
Grief: Many who have a close relationship with me do, I try to make it easier when I can.
Me: I appreciate that, you do come on strong and you are quite painful, no offense.
Grief: I get that a lot, but I do slow down in time.
Me: I remember, but this one really hurts.
Grief: When you feel pain, sadness, and me -grief- you grow in your resilience if you let me in fully and completely.
Me: Alright, but I am trusting you to lead me through. I don’t give trust easily.
Grief: I know and I understand. I will be your guide to the end.
Me: Deal, but just in case, do you have a refund policy.
Grief: Good one, there’s that sense of humor, but no and I don’t do layaway either. People always think I do for some reason.
Me: Humans can be stubborn. I have been told I know something about that.
Grief: I’ve noticed… are you ready?
Me: Is anyone ever ready for you?
Grief: No, but they eventually get used to me hanging around and checking in on occasion. I’m an acquired taste.
Me: I’ve never liked bitter things, but I know you have a sweet side to. Please be gental with my heart, give my mind strength, and help me set my spirit free. We might eventually be friends.
Grief: I would like that, I will do everything I can to make this ride smooth, but there will be bumps. No road is ever perfectly paved, we have to do the work to smooth them out.
Me: Well, luckily, I’m a good driver, just hang on because I like to go fast.
Grief: Noted, but I am also here to help you learn how to slow down.
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