Grieving is a process of change. Someone dies. Everything is changed.
Grief rolls off me in waves. I metamorphose into someone else, someone who exists without that lost loved one.
It takes time. Weeping is the shedding of molecules which have been intricately woven into who I am; molecules of connection with my friend who is now gone.
13 August 2009
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