#grief

April 11, 2004 Does anyone know where I can find a copy of the rules of thought, feeling, and behavior in these circumstances? It seems like there should be a rule book somewhere that lays out everything exactly the way one should respond to a loss like this. I'd surely like to know if I'm doing it right. Am I whining enough or too much? Am I unseemly in my occasional moments of lightheartedness? At what date and I supposed to turn off the emotion and jump back on the treadmill of normalcy? Is there a specific number of days or decades that must pass before I can do something I enjoy without feeling I've betrayed my dearest love? And when, oh when, am I ever really going to believe this has happened? Next time you're in a bookstore, as if there's a rule book. 11:54 p.m. Jim ↗

— Jim Beaver

#inspirational #life #loss #dating

Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim. ↗

— Vicki Harrison

#grief #loss #love #strength #survival

They say, 'The coward dies many times'; so does the beloved. Didn't the eagle find a fresh liver to tear in Prometheus every time it dined? ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#grief #hurt #injury #love #suffering

I wish everyone would stop crying, Tom. Uncle Joe would be so angry about it." But she's crying herself now. "He'd be so angry at us, Tom, for crying so much when all he did was laugh. ↗

— Melina Marchetta

#grief #death

When it comes to death, we know that laughter and tears are pretty much the same thing. ↗

— Sherman Alexie

#death #grief #laughter #p- #death

Oh God, God, why did you take such trouble to force this creature out of its shell if it is now doomed to crawl back -- to be sucked back -- into it? ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#grief #grieving #loss #stillbirth #death

And I hope she does not live in a dark world. Because even the most terrible loss doesn't have to make you darker; it can make you deeper. ↗

— Augusten Burroughs

#grief #growth #loss #death

It feels weird, being out in the real world again. Around people just living their lives like normal. Their presence is oppressive. The very fact that the world is going on as usual, like nothing ever happened, makes me want to scream. I know it's irrational to expect everything to grind to a halt because of June, but still. A wave of anxiety builds in my chest, my head pounding so loud it drowns out the noise of people talking and tapping away on their laptops. ↗

— Hannah Harrington

#grief #loss #death

-Just remember, what the French say. No, probably not the French, they've got a president or something. The Brits, maybe, or the Swedes. You know what I mean? - No, Matthew. What do they say? - The king is dead, that's what they say. The king is dead. Long live the king. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#death #grief #royalty #change

Cordelia! stay a little. Ha! What is't thou say'st? Her voice was ever soft. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#death #grief #death