Conversations on Grief

What is Grief, really? Someone told me once that grief is love with nowhere to go. I've been thinking about that ever since. Because if it is true - and I believe it is - then grief isn't a problem. It's proof. Proof that someone mattered. Proof that what you had was real. And when grief shows up - quietly at the kitchen table, or loudly in the middle of a perfectly ordinary afternoon - we often don't know what to do with it. We wonder if we doing it wrong. We wonder

When someone is gone, their absence takes up space. Let's talk about what it feels like when the chair stays empty. There's a chair at the kitchen table that nobody sits in anymore. Maybe you've move it. Maybe you can't bring yourself to. Maybe you still set a cup of coffee there out of habit - and then stand there for a moment, not quite sure what to do next. That's grief. Not dramatic. Not loud. Just a chair. Just a cup. Just the unbearable ordinariness of an absence that s

I have to tell you what happened to me at lunch the other day. I was just looking for something quick and easy, so I pulled into the McDonald's drive-through. I got my usual - a Big Mac and those fries we all love - and I decided to sit inside for a bit. I picked a booth by the window, thinking I'd just watch the traffic and have a quiet meal. But as I sat there, I realized I'd picked "our booth". Or least I felt like it. I took a bite of the burger and