Every so often I read something that really hits the nail on the head. Thousands of articles and books exist on grief and the more recent (mercifully) acknowledge two things:
- Grief isn’t finite
- Grief isn’t made up made up of neat phases
But I’ve yet to see something that describes quite how I feel in terms of the ‘gap’ that’s always there. Something that acknowledges that special people in your life literally become part of who you are, that their loss shakes your whole identity, which you then have to build anew (always with a gap in the construction!).
Anyway, saw this in a Psychology Today article and it was one of those ‘that’s it!’ moments …
‘When someone is formed as part of you, there will eternally be a space in your life that fits only them.‘
Isn’t that just perfect?
Youngish Widow 