grief

Writing about adventures comes easily, but one of the reasons I wanted to start this blog was to share about grief too. It feels a bit harder to get that ball rolling though… which is why this post has been in draft for 6 months.

Grief and loss have been a big part of my life over the last six years and though I talk about it with those closest to me, it can sometimes feel like it exists in its own isolated realm; one with a clear entrance and exit and a heavy well-sealed door.

Grief, at least my own, doesn’t exist in a vacuum though; it’s woven into every part of my life. Nor is it merely a moment in time… a thing that happens and then gets left behind. My experience has been that grief is an ever-changing shape that is carried constantly.

I promise this won’t all be sombre — grief can be many things — but I do want it to be real. Writing has always helped me process, so, if nothing else, I’d like to accomplish that here. I also hope that it might resonate with those who have experienced profound grief and offer insight for those who have not.

I’ll share a bit more about what brought me to this point soon.