Finding My Way After Grief

My newest hand-written journal, started just about a month after my mother passed away this year, is made up of a lot of writing and rambling, and also a lot of quotes, etc. found on Face Book.

The following post found on July 28, 2012 about "Grief" spoke to my heart and soul that day:

"Grief is a solitary journey.  No one but you knows how great the hurt is.  No one but you can know the gaping hole left in your life when someone you know has died.  And no one but you can mourn the silence that was once filled with laughter and song.  It is the nature of love and of death to touch every person in a totally unique way.  Comfort comes from knowing that people have made the same journey.  And that solace comes from understanding how others have learned to sing again."  I don't know who penned this quote, but it is with much appreciation that I copied it into my hand-written journal, and now share it in this Journella.

I travel on that journey called "Grief", and sometimes it does seem solitary.  But then I look around at those who are there; my loved ones; my friends; my family; my church family; my "scrappin'" family; and I know this road is not as solitary as it would seem.

But they aren't with me at all times; and it's when I am totally silent, it's completely quiet except the ticking of the clock and the distant noises, and the chirping of the birds and the crickets and the cars and trucks, and ... well, to say it's completely quiet is, for sure, incorrect; but these are the times I think, and remember the past and those who have left us - my mother this past June 22nd - I know how much better she is; no more suffering or hurting or tears or sleepless nights.  And I know I will surely miss her, but life does go on, yet with a void where that person once was.  I fill those times with other things - and that is OK. 

So, life goes on with a different routine, a different person to share it with; even though that different person has been here all along, things change and the routine changes.  And I fill my life with other tasks and continue the journey and try to sing again; and the journey doesn't seem so solitary anymore.