#griefpoetry |two conflicting emotions that I fleet between daily. 12 years since mum left us and it's almost like she never existed. very rarely is her name mentioned in everyday conversation. her friends and family have drifted away from us. my father has moved on with his life. the world is consumed with the present and the future, neither of which she is a part of. Yet, I think of her everyday. though her face is no longer imprinted in my mind, my heart is full of love for her and the woman she was. i look for her everyday in my features, my voice, my habits and my actions. And most days she is there. I am her and she is me 🙏🏽 #YNN #griefshare #lostlovedones
Finding My Purpose | This week I finally set out to accomplish what I've wanted to do for so long, start writing my book. Ever since I was a young child, I've devoured books like most kids do ice cream. Every Saturday morning my mama would take my sister and I to the library, where we would spend hours leafing through the pages in order to select ten books that would carry us through the week. Words have always been my saving grace. No matter what challenges and hardship come my way, as long as I have my words, I know I'll be okay
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it's no surprise that the protagonist in my book is grieving for the mama she has recently lost. in writing about her I travelled back into time to remember how I felt many years ago. this is a little sample from the first chapter about feeling like you are torn between two lives, the one you have lost and the one you are reluctant to embark on #YNN #youngadultgrief #losingsomeone #debutwriter
A phrase that goes to the very heart of my grief | when I lost my mum, I can't count the number of times people said to me 'god you are so strong, if I lost my mum I don't know how I could go on'. It was as if losing my mum meant that my life was over also. I find this expectation incredibly naive. We live in a world where it isn't always possible to openly express how you feel 24/7 (we all have commitments/ responsibilities/life) and nor would you want to - feeling miserable all the time is downright exhausting
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unfortunately, however, people do judge emotions on face value. I wonder if my grief would have been taken more seriously if I had walked around the university campus balling my eyes out? There is also a HUGE contradiction here because on the one hand people expect you to be miserable all the time but on the hand they don't know how to react/respond when you are 🤷♀️
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when my mum died, yes I felt broken, yes I felt overwhelmingly sad and yes I felt like nothing would ever be the same again, but I never once gave up on the promise of life. I had faith that one day I would find my feet and start to see life's beauty again, but it was just a matter of time #YNN #youngadultgrief #grieftruth #griefblunders
