Most days I feel pretty confident about where I am on this grief journey. I mean, I feel like I know where I am in my feelings, but other days are still scary.
Scary
Empathy
I am finding, as I travel this road of grief, that the most valuable thing I am able to give and receive to and from other travelers, is the gift of empathy. To be able to say, and hear, “I feel you.”
Unloved
All of these old griefs are showing up, and I’m struggling with the idea of “resolving” them. If grief is love, then is “unresolved” grief just unloved love? And what do I do with that?
I Feel You 