For as long as the world spins and the earth is green with new wood, she will lie in this box and not in my arms.
Farewell is said by the living, in life, every day. It is said with love and friendship, with the affirmation that the memories are lasting if the flesh is not.
Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved
Grief is a curious thing, when it happens unexpectedly. It is a Band-aid being ripped away, taking the top layer off a family. And the underbelly of a household is never pretty, ours no exception.
And we will all go together when we go. What a comforting fact that is to know. Universal bereavement, An inspiring achievement, Yes, we will all go together when we go.
There is an hour, a minute - you will remember it forever - when you know instinctively on the basis of the most inconsequential evidence, that something is wrong. You don't know - can't know - that it is the first of a series of "wrongful" events that will culminate in the utter devastation of your life as you have known it.
You are not enclosed within your bodies, nor confined to houses or fields. That which is you dwells above the mountain and roves with the wind.
Grief can be a burden, but also an anchor. You get used to the weight, how it holds you in place.
When the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
I realized that it was not that I didn’t want to go on without him. I did. It was just that I didn’t know why I wanted to go on
Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless as in trying to speak comfort for great bereavement.
Bereavement is a universal and integral part of our experience of love.
Pen-bereavement is a serious matter.
It's the only condition I know. Bitter Love, Loneliness, contempt for corruption, blind hope. It's where I live. A permanent state of bereavement. This is nothing new.
Grief is a process, not a state.
No one is exempt from grief.
When you lose your parents, the sadness doesn't go away. It just changes. It hits you sideways sometimes instead of head-on. Like now.
It was the meanest moment of eternity.
If you have ever lost a loved one, then you know exactly how it feels. And if you have not, then you cannot possibly imagine it.
A thousand goodbyes come after death - the first six months of bereavement.
