When my husband passed away, I got a card from a psychiatrist that my family grew close to while we were basically living at the hospital. She wrote something that has stuck with me and still pops in my head from time to time. It reads:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Grief is like a suitcase sitting at the bottom of your bed. Every day, you must carry it with you, without fail. Some days, it feels like it’s filled with rocks. Some days, it feels like it’s light as a feather. That’s how you get through this: when there are more days of feathers than rocks.”<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n I’ve found this to be so true. Most days, at least at this point in my journey, my suitcase is filled with feathers. Other days, it feels like someone or something suddenly comes around and replaces the feathers with rocks. Maybe an hour or so later, feathers replace the rocks, and then rocks find their way in again. To be honest, it’s an exhausting roller coaster that I wish I could get off of (it’s no surprise that I hate roller coasters). Hopefully, if anyone finds my tiny corner of the internet–maybe a widow or widower, a mom going through miscarriages, someone going through any other kind of loss, or even someone who just wants to try to understand how I’m feeling–riding this roller coaster won’t feel so lonely. Maybe we can even help carry each other’s suitcases on rock-filled days.<\/p>\n\n\n\n xo<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" When my husband passed away, I got a card from a psychiatrist that my family grew close to while we were basically living at the hospital. She wrote something that has stuck with me and still pops in my head from time to time. It …<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":12431,"featured_media":35,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-16","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.uww.edu\/goodgrief\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.uww.edu\/goodgrief\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.uww.edu\/goodgrief\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.uww.edu\/goodgrief\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/12431"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.uww.edu\/goodgrief\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=16"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.uww.edu\/goodgrief\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":54,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.uww.edu\/goodgrief\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16\/revisions\/54"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.uww.edu\/goodgrief\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/35"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.uww.edu\/goodgrief\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=16"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.uww.edu\/goodgrief\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=16"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.uww.edu\/goodgrief\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=16"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}