My unlikely friend

I’ve been sitting with my grief for longer periods so that I can really let it go when it is ready. So that it doesn’t get buried in a shallow grave just to resurface when a good storm rolls through. I take the time to really dig deep. To feel all the things. And to leave it exposed for awhile in case I need to take a good look at in the face before I bury it. To make my peace and start to collect new things to add to the grief. More joy, more gratitude. They all accompany each other. But not in a shallow grave buried in haste. They belong Deep, deep in the most intimate parts of your soul and being. And do not give more time to your grief than you do your joy and excitement. Make grief your friend, not your captor. Have compassion and allow for all emotions to have space as they need to grow and change, just as you would your dearest loved ones.