A beautiful perspective on grief

I’m writing this on what would be my grandmother’s 97th birthday.

Grief feels like pain, and therefore something we should fend off. One beautiful alternative though is to view grief as unexpressed love. Unexpressed not because you failed to express it. But simply because there is no longer a physical recipient of your love and gratitude.
Viewed this way, grief becomes a way to stay close to those we’ve lost.

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